Black is gorgeous. But terrifying. It's the lack of colour. Therefore holds nothing to it, literally. But among that black, there could be a star, shining so bright that it brings the sun to its knees. It could contain patterns, so marvelling and wondrous that it's beyond human understanding. But we'll never know.
Black is terrifying. But gorgeous. It's the lack of colour. Therefore holds nothing to it, literally. But among that black, could be a rip in reality. It could hold the sole thing that could destroy evidence of human past, present, and future. It could contain your deepest nightmares. The ones that made people shudder at the thought. But we'll never know.
For it is all contained by that one colour. Or to be more specific, it is all contain loosely by the lack of it. That very void. That could collapse at any given moment, and tear a hole in reality.
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A/n: just kinda pulled this one out of my ass late at night. Got the idea from a comment i made in a fic i read. Makes no sense but doesn't sound too bad.
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