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Kaze Moodboard
My dear Kaze,
the incredible place and baffling circumstances that brought us together have not been as kind to us as I had hoped.
I am grateful the Gods have once again reunited us, as we once did with them, and although our memories of lives past are long gone, I know in my heart that we will not be able to make the most of us in this life.
We have been living on surrogates of affection and learnt to carve moments for each other out of solid, harsh concrete. Desperately trying to be alone and making sure we never were.
It has been as beautiful as it has been painful.
Words do not come out of you easily, whilst I seem to always have too many. I am sorry if I have overwhelmed you at times. They too were a surrogate of sort.
Do you remember that summer evening, outside of the tavern? I was wearing flowers. You said I was one thing you have had to learn, this past year, then bit your lips and cursed yourself for being unable to say more.
I still wonder.
I would love to see Ostrova one day. It is my mother's home, too. She also has your beautiful accent. I would love to show you the Morcuri Fens. They are a place for broken hearts to go and heal.
Unfortunately, Ostrova is not my home, and the Morcuri Fens are not yours. Those are the places we will eventually go back to, and there will be no room for either of us in each other's picture.
It is painful to think about this. It is so painful.
But It is but a cycle. We will be reborn.
I will do in my next life all the things I could not do in this one.
I will embrace the God of Death and take him flying above the sea, with the stars and all my daughters. I will teach him to love once more, and I will learn to love in return.
I will be there. I will be waiting.
In this life, however, I shall learn to say goodbye, when the time comes to let you go.
Actually yours,
Meeleheide Hope Daturai.