...Ti Amo.

One would think of winter and the gusty chills it brings as hale, hearty, comforting, and warm. The festive season is often brought to attention by these words, and the joy it brings to many is innumerable. People persevere through the nightly storms to get to their loved ones, show a little more compassion and kindness to others, and strive for a better future. Glistening snowflake sparkles drifting down slowly, and ice-kissed silver bars stuck to the hard ground like a statue bound tightly, are just some of the wondrous attractions the holidays have to bring. Indeed, there is hardly anyone who is indifferent by these beautiful events.
However, New Jersey is a harsh, and somewhat bitter, exception. The winter, as mentioned beforehand, can be a mesmerizing time of the year. But as the old proverb says, ‘I hold this as a rule of life: too much of anything is bad’, so are the people of this intriguing state. Most of them are of a pale complexion, seeming emotionless and dismal, and generally minding their own business. Unless their work includes business, of course. They share a powerful flair for music and the arts, though, connecting souls with their tunes, beautifying the earth with their colours and simply making the world a better place. Interesting state, this New Jersey is.
Nevertheless, among the lighted candles however pretty they are, there shall always be one blown out. This one candle contains just as much potential as the others, but windy circumstances force it to succumb to its pressure. Likewise, our search for this one blown out candle can be narrowed down to a current junior in high school, leading a practically insignificant life without himself knowing that he is killing himself with depression and suicidal thoughts. He may be described an empty shell void of anything; not even darkness can be seen (yes, it may be observed) in it. Moving on with life, always taking a step forward-vacant, aimless and insubstantial, he walks.
This living angel’s circumstances have nothing, but everything, to do with his life. It’s exactly why he’s this way-the environment he’s put in is completely normal. So normal and conventional that neither good nor bad can ever come out of it. There is nothing, simply nothing, to aim for and achieve there, even if you are a political activist fighting for the rights of the aesthetic well-being of humans (though it is not that likely). Is it possible, though, to draw out the dusty curtains of the shell and start taking first glimpses of the huge monstrous mass that is the real, cruel world?
Ladies and gentlemen, may I present to you Ti Amo-an incredible account of two wonderful candles standing side by side for as long as the wax melts, keeping each other warm and alight. When one goes out, the other still holds the energy. When that energy is shared, the latter may dissolve. But there will come a time when everything reaches perfect and harmonious equilibrium. This story of two intriguing minds-the living angel and a petite cherub-illustrates how the greatest extremes of humankind reach out to each other even when speaking in a different tongue. After all, what is language without love?

Notes

Killjoys! I'm so pleased to announce that Erin (author of the Safety Patrol, go read it if you haven't, it's awesome okay) and I (I'm not gonna self-promote myself, ahem) have started on a special and unique Frerard project! We're really prepared to give our everything in this, and it's all for you guys! *GASPS FOR BREATH* I'm so excited...

The first chapter will come out soon! Keep on a look out for it!

Erin and Shelby xx