Prologue

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When darkness is overruled by light, all is distinguishable. When darkness is fighting darkness it is much like fire on fire.

No progress is made, it is simply a never-ending war only creating bigger flames, releasing the anger and passion stored between the two. Waves of burning heat, engulfing the lives and abodes of innocent, mundane souls who once intended on living their lives without any unnecessary setbacks. 

It is not the fault of the fire as the fuel is only to blame. 

From the beginning, large amounts of pressure were piled on top of the girl. It then progressed to the idea of success being drilled into her head. She was built to be an intelligent barbie, using her good looks and smarts in her favor. 

The loss of one who loved her with everything they had completely wiped her head of her future plans, leaving her broken and shattered. 

Each consumed pill is another problem diminished.



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