Having never really had a place to call my own, a real home, in the physical sense, for a number of reasons, I have made it a habit to forge one of my own, inside myself. I build it from memory, bright and dark, and of the bits of others that I've collected along the way (always traded for parts of myself, in kind, of course). And I do my best, even, especially, on the darkest nights to leave a light on for those who need it.
lillithvain:
That's beautiful
lostseeker:
Thank you, kindly.