They spiraled up the endless ascent, tired, barely breathing, hearts punching, yearning for discovery, for redemption. To redeem themselves, to prove their worth. The tower felt like it would go on forever. The duo proceeded with utmost caution. Thinking that there would be little traps set up to scare. Ohh but she plays far too well then that. If she set up this wretched metropolis, she could've set many traps irreplaceable. Yet she assumed no one would ever even get this far. Let alone free him. "What's the deal with that shadow guy?" Johanne rolled her eyes after asking such a benevolent question. But she kept moving. Her goal? To not look back to where she came from. To do something that would get her at least a little bit of recognition from her ignorant father. "Whatever his deal is, that guy saved our lives twice now, we gotta be grateful" Oliver whispered, while keeping his pace steady, to not stop when he has come so far. "Who do you think...
Every day, we wake up to a beautiful day, go ahead and have our breakfast, choose our clothes for the day, and then get in a car to go to school. Yet, we never notice how we have all we do. How do we get a fresh, warm meal every day? A closet filled with choices? How do we have a car to ride in? How do we have a roof to live under, how do we have everything a human can need, and more? It's time to notice the silent pillar of support that keeps us going and keeps our lives running smoothly. When have you ever had to worry about feeding your family while living with your parents? Never. Since birth till adulthood, we've depended on our fathers to help us become who we are. They are the reason we didn't starve to death when we were toddlers. They are the reason we flex our wrists to show people expensive watches, because our fathers gave us money to buy them. All the consoles, the phones, the devices, they were all bought not with your money, but your father's. Th...