To the royal halls
And a jest gone wrong
Our hope and faith will still be found
That hints at what we knew
terminal (t-shirt) fav_canvas To the royal hallsBeyond the stars, beyond the sky, A terminal stands, where time runs dry, Its gates ajar, the terminal waits, For souls to board, to seal their fates. No flights depart, no boarding calls, No bustling crowds, no echoing halls, Yet memories linger, like ghosts of the past, As if time stopped, but memories last. The terminal lost, in the great unknown, Is a reminder of journeys, to parts unknown, A testament to life, to adventures untold, And the