Thus quoth the tempest:
What matters if the heavens' fires be cold?
Whilst yet our eyes perceive their lingering light,
They burn as living truth for thee and me.

A story less made of heavy punches and written to exist in the small nuances before the storm hits with its full force.

#LifeIsStrange #LifeIsStrangeBeforeTheStorm #OnMyRoadToReunion

Time and nostalgia blotched out all my memories of the empty feeling you feel once the story ends and the final decision is made. Leaving just one person who remembers it all. Good and bad.

#OnMyRoadToReunion #LifeIsStrange