Multporn Literature Club

In a distant land, in one of my past lives, I owned a lighthouse. I used my craft to read scriptures and hear music, spent my life in isolation, and only descended to present my discoveries to anyone who would give the chance.

I lived for art and died for Love. It's not about being happy or be better than someone, It's purpose. I was born facing the light that marked my retinas, And get separate from my kind.

When the cold reached my doors and my flesh starve, I reflected on my nature, wondering if things could be different but i am made of this, if I had a thousand chances, I would spend all on her. 

Where are my parents? They're not my type. Where is my type, if only I'm looking at the light? I want to be eternal  and I want to be enough, to fulfill my purpose and rest.

I forgot to add a description, but I made this topic to discuss literature and manga and to be a place where we can write poems.