Where do we go, when all is said and done? Do we wander the paths we used roam, do we haunt our abusers and the traitors?
Where do we go? Do we sleep? Do we remember and slumber and sigh?
Do we wake one day, and rise?
Do we change one day, into monsters and demons, or do we explore the cosmos as undying beings?
Do we rule with iron fists or with gentle caress? Or are we ruled?
It's important to know these things, I think.
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Darkened Dreams
Mystery / ThrillerNone of your buissness. For my eyes only. So leave me alone.