Summary
"Come, sit with me. The stage is set, and the performance is about to begin. Watch as We navigates the world they find themselves in-watch how they smile, laugh, bleed, and cry. Witness innocence give way to questions, joy bend to despair, and understanding teeter on the edge of madness. Oblivious to the crowd, blind to the world beyond the stage. We will dance for those who watch.
The acts will unfold one by one, and as they do, you may wonder why We kills, why We fears, what We feels, and why we're here. Perhaps, when the curtains close, you'll find your answers-or perhaps not. Either way, I ask that you stay with me until the end. After all, a story like this deserves an audience. Wouldn't you agree?"
Author Bio.
Even a rose can bloom from concrete.