About Trixiemariemaristela:A man, still exhausted, awakens from his deep sleep. He sighs. It was a cloudy day, a day where it is difficult to find one's way through the Mist. He looks up at the sky above longing the Source, and it's warmth. Wishing to rise up to the heavens, wishing to ascend towards the light. Hovever, he remembers how often those who do so are scorched and blinded,
When flying too close into the Sun...