"it is as if we are made out of fog, made just for us to hide what's ahead, no matter if it is only for some time. how you make me forget about what is to come, and live in the present. as if I do not even know you, you appear as suddenly as fog. you are here to blind me at times when I am about to stop pushing ahead, and hide from me all that awaits me."

short chapters, no background. lgbtq+; the characters do not have any specific names, but I tend to call them Saint and sinner since time passed and I couldn't refer to them in any other manner. again, just to make sure it's specified, I'm not a huge adept of religion, but I just used that type of devotion in my story.