[Chii-sai]

Well, my inspiration is hope... most importantly, a poem about hope:

Hope
By Emily Dickinson
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

[Kethry]

O.M.G! Amazing job XD

[Chii-sai]

Thank you very much ^^