The last of the dying light was going to implode on itself, like a sun. But this sun was drowning in a sea of dark water, and no matter what, that sun couldn't evaporate the sorrow.
But as fate deemed me lost to nothingness, her guiding hands wrapped themselves around the light. To give it strength, courage and a new meaning.
With the newfound strength, the sun made all of the darkness disappear into thin air. Only puddles lay at the bottom, no longer taking control of my life.
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Darkness reprieve
Literatura FaktuFor some reason- and I don't know why- I don't care what I become.
