Navigating through a world woven with beauty and deception, one begins to ponder the nature of monsters and angels, questioning if their essence truly differs.
The enchanting allure of a celestial being might mask a treacherous spirit, while the grotesque facade of a monster could conceal a heart of unanticipated kindness.
In my eyes, discerning between them grows futile, for both harbor the potential to beguile and bewilder, leaving me to wonder if the dichotomy is but an illusion, and perhaps there isn’t a difference at all.