Tenshi_Kanashisa

Rain down and down and down. In the midst of it~ an Anchor, eyes closing slowly but eternally. Many try, yet the anchor won't budge. There is an eerie feeling around that anchor and it seems so sad, lonely, destitute. Yet there is safety and solace, once you dare approach it. The years pass and the anchor has become some sort of local legend. A quiet place, a place that helps, a place that heals. But also, a place that radiates a profound sadness and solitude. Dress it up, enlighten the surroundings, clean the anchor... But that eerie atmosphere never changed. At some point, everyone gave up. As the years pass, wilderness surrounds the Anchor. People don't visit it anymore. Some lost souls pass by and may find temporary solace in it, but the eyes of the Anchor have almost closed. To imagine a positive twist on this... someone that turns the sadness to melancholy, eyes ever closing, but with a smile. That would be the kind of "Love Life" I want. Disclaimer: Damn, this was embarassing. Up to you wether the anchor is me, or I am the one turning the sadness into melancholy. I am not sure myself.