ECLIPSE THRESHOLD 3 - SHATTERED CHAIN

"Benim suyum çok ısındı hatta kaynamaya bile başladı. Babamın bir şeye sinirlendiğinde bardağı mermere vuruşundan tutta kapıları sertçe çarpmasına kadar yaşadığım evde huzuru kaçıran tavırlarından yine bıktığım bir dönemdeyim."

STUCK IN A FEW SPECKS OF TIME

"Getting stuck in between the divine religion and your true self hurts your inner child, teen and adult self in ways more than you can imagine. In these kinds of times, who you will turn to and who you will be asking for help may define who you were and who you will be in a few specks of time." - a Stranger

SABOTAGING THE EXECUTION

 

”Beware that, when fighting monsters, you yourself do not become a monster... for when you gaze long into the abyss. The abyss gazes also into you.”

 ― Friedrich W. Nietzsche

   Gördüğüm bu rüya eskiden görülmeyen perdeler arasından sabote ederek kurtarmaya çalıştığım kurbanların bulunduğu sahnelerin arasında ilk defa karanlık tarafından görülerek tehdit olarak algılandığım ilk andı...

MORNING LIGHT THE DARKEST NIGHT AND THE STAR

 

"You have been guided and protected by Allah. Lay your trust in Allah and Allah's plan only and you will be fine. Eveything will be fine. By the morning light and the night as it settles, your Lord did not abandon you, nor did He forget. The Hereafter is better for you than the First. And your Lord will give you, and you will be satisfied. Did He not find you orphaned, and sheltered you? And found you wandering, and guided you?"

BLEEDING HEART IN A FAITHFUL LIGHT

“I never meant to fall for a stranger behind a glass screen, yet a single smile cracked open everything I swore I had buried.

My heart bled quietly that night — not for a love I lost, but for a love I was never allowed to reach.

While others chase desire and heal from heartbreak, I sit beneath a faithful light, enduring the pain of what I must never touch… and that agony is a wound only God and I can see.”

 

The Dreamer Hanged - In the Mirror's Glare

    Some months don’t pass—they fracture. March didn’t move forward; it spiraled inward, folding time like pages in a forgotten book. In reflections, I saw not just myself, but the war I’ve been quietly living in. Between the ticking of clocks I no longer trust and the dreams that speak in riddles, I walked a path made of prayer, silence, and untold scripts each written in healing and longing.

The Hermit - Sinking Into The Darkness

 

The way you navigate the darkness and wield your own light is very much like The Hermit’s lantern, guiding yourself through the unknown. If you ever feel lost or overwhelmed, just remember: The Hermit never fears the dark because they carry their own light.