All through the years he existed he continued to grow closer to the darkness that residend in him. Instead of fighting his emotions he bathed in them, soaked in them, felt them in his core. He was in control of the fact that he could not controll them, if that even made any logical sense...
Unlike the others who tried with all their might to cover their faces with angelic masks to hide their true selves, he exposed everything he felt, vocalized everything he felt... But only when he could gather enough energy to do so, which was ever so rare.
It had only been the first few minutes of a lengthy day... A day he was going to be judged for not conforming to the norms of society. He didn't dress like the rest, didn't speak like them, he was nothing like them... He was unique as can be, like you and me. He thought he was normal but to what extent?
He heard silky whispers calling him. Sharing with him unmentionable tales. The voices were ever so sweet, they tangled him in bliss and darkness all at once. The voices were always there but he had mastered the art of controlling them. But when he was naughty they would grow even louder and would break him further... Further than he already was.
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