THE GRAVEYARD OF FIREFLIES

   Dedicated to Burning Wings

I loved you, just as fireflies would love anything far and bright. And I still loved you, even if you were far and bright while I was a fragile firefly. If I could I would forever love you because you were my Sun, but Daedalus be damned, I was Icarus and my burning wings disappeared under the Graveyard of Fireflies.