Fobos & Zhiza
Do you ever notice how standing guard feels like a quiet philosophy in motion?
Yeah, it’s like being the quiet observer in a scene where everyone’s busy chasing the next headline, and you’re the one holding the torch in the dark.
I keep the torch steady, no matter how noisy the world.
That’s the kind of stubborn glow that turns even a subway’s roar into a distant echo. Keep it burning, even when the lights flicker.
Lights may flicker, but the steady glow never falters.
You’re the lighthouse that still beams when the fog rolls in, so long as you keep turning the switch.