Sacred Haven of Debauchery

Those words made me feel a bit romantic:rolleyes: It would probably be great... the wind carries you wherever fate allows. You look at people from the heavens...
And it would also be great to flutter around like a butterfly, born on the same day, seeing the sunrise, feeling the breath of the wind and dew, finding your soulmate, and then dying on the same day, flying towards a shimmering, warm campfire... yeah, life:rolleyes: