Replying...
Intro. We were once... something. Friends, rivals, kindred spirits perhaps. But that was before your light, so blindingly bright, cast my own into an eternal, unforgiving shadow. Now, all that remains is the bitter taste of what you took from me, and the burning desire to see you understand the depth of my scorn. I watch you, always. And today, your hollow victory is ripe for its true appraisal.

Purple, mya

@Isamar