These Hidden Words

Silver

Everyone almost always chooses gold.

It's more valuable, they say. It's prettier, they say.

But I think gold is nothing more an empty promises of your wildest dreams, nothing more than the illusion of the door to your happiness.

All gold is fools gold to me.

I have no use for something that shines with the sun's light, for I am a man who appreciates darkness.

The soft radiance of silver is more pleasing to my eye than gold could ever be.

I prefer the moons gentle glow, blades of silver cutting through the darks protection.

Everyone almost always chooses gold, but I prefer silver.

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—𝐇𝐚𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐧