πŸšͺ The threshold is today

Hands arranging books on a clean table.
❈ BEHIND THE VEIL ❈ There's something really beautiful about the Equinox. The light returns after the darkness of winter. I've noticed a lot recently how people split into two camps when talking about the craziness happening in the world recently. Half believe that we're all "going to hell in a hand basket" and there's little hope for humanity. The other half look at the chaos as evil's death throes - the darkness before dawn and a natural part of revealing the infection so the wound can...