Art is the beast between reality and insanity. You either feed it or let it kill you. LachlanI chose not to let it kill me by making my own way against the wishes of my father and his empire. The meaning of love changed when he decided I no longer exist. But I learned a new definition the moment I was forced to work with my rival. She saw the shattered little boy alone in the dark, and I saw a woman born in it.
Revna
I chose to let it consume me. I had nothing and no one. Art is the one thing that is mine. Life is full of choices,
sometimes we don't know the good from the bad, and I couldn't tell the difference through my drug colored glasses. I survived in the dark for so long I had forgotten to look for the light. But everything changed when I had no choice to work with the man that had become my rival. Ive never used the word Love towards anyone because no one had ever deserved it. And I never thought I would give it to the man I hate the most.
But together, we would find a way to walk to the light.
