Why did you, Pandora, ever open the jar? Why would you let evil escape but kept hope a prisoner? Why did you hold on to it so badly? But lastly unleashed it as well? Why would hatred quickly take over humanity, but hope had to wander in finding a vessel? And what about wishes? Are they born out of hope? And luck?

We oftenly call for hope’s name… We hang on to the thinest thread… We enjoy every little spark that could point to hope. We aim for the sky with our eyes wide open… Looking for Elpis. Looking for that ray of light that would finally help us have it. It? The wish… Granted by an evil geenie… But no, you’re not an evil geenie, you’re a fairy, as wishes get granted…

There’s a saying: “Watch out what you wish for, as it may come true.” Can’t wait for Salina to greet me and wrap me in a bit of violet mist… I’m the “Grant my wish and see what’s next; I’m ready to take any chances” type. So I let Salina take over my mind and soul… And make aquintances: Elpis, meet Salina! May you both join forces and work on our behalf… Our? Yes. For us. Us people.

Wishes keep us searching for the puzzle pieces, one way or another, hope keeps us moving through the maze. The final piece is in our hands, with a bit of luck.

Tykhe, meet Salina and Elpis. Toss the dice and and keep things moving. Till we all become willow trees…

Love,

A.

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