His very passion had caused him irreversible damage. But his passion was what kept him going.

His love he had once lost out of negligence. But his love has now returned.

For years his life used to revolve around these two; his passion and his love. But somewhere along the way, he had lost hold of both - his passion due to the imminent destruction it would cause him, and his love due to the feebleness of his mind and the selfishness of his heart.

And then, as though the tides of life were suddenly turning his way, he had gained both of these priceless treasures back. But not without consequences.

Would he, despite the flaws of who he was and what he’d been, be able to handle them more delicately? Or would he have been too late?