The witching hour.
Some may say that the darkest time of the night where all evil rise from the ground is at the struck of the clock in Midnight. Wrong, as long as I have known the witching hour is after the 3rd hour of the morning, where streets are deserted ,where a chilling bite of coldness on its air, and where the morning star is the only one who shone the brightest.
This is the time that a stench of decay will spread on the grounds. Worry not since ordinary people, like you don't go wandering on the darkest streets at this time. I hope. For as my ancestors said never venture on the darkest parts of the streets in the witching hour for this is the time where the negatives as they call it, is a part of the dark soul that tempted eve and adam in paradise will claw your soul out leaving you dead where you stand.
So as long as you, dear ordinary person will never be tempted and drawn to the darkest part of the streets where you walk by, stick to the lamp posts, and you'll be alright.
But if everything fails, go and run as fast as you can to the crimson and blue and never ever trust the gold in the dark and you'll be safe and sound.
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A/N:
Okay whoa weird chapter, wtheck mind? Anyways my dear lovely cozs, I am not really sure what the characters are but they are not that human, I tell you. I am deciding whether this is a supernatural type or the angel and demons kinda thing, or greek, or whatever.
And hey Marina, i never did know how to draw you character in these drabbles all I know is that your hair is ombre blue.
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