It started with an idea.
an idea that became a dream.
This dream sparked passion.
an idea fueled by pure passion...
The sort of passion that wakes a person up in the middle of the night.
The sort of passion that refuses to let go.
This passion has a secret love.
The kind of love that has a dorsal fin and rows of serrated teeth.
The kind of love that is dangerous yet delicate.
There is great mystery behind that kind of love.
It is known
In the end people will only protect what they love.
In the end people will only love what they understand.
To know you must meet this love face to face.
Once you have felt the ancient power and basked in it's presence
There is no coming back.
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