The Secrets That We Hold (Discontinued)
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The darkness enveloped the light, it had coiled around the shimmering gold until it no longer shined.
Through his eyes black and white covered his world. The screams of the damned filled his dreams and pain welcomed him in the world of the living. Death was no different. He knew he would never reach the Gates of Heaven.
There was no escape.
Until a man in black, a contrast to the white suits that he had come to know, swept him into a new world. A world where there were colors and where light shined bright. Of course there were shadows but nothing could compare to the hell he escaped.
Now only if a certain Wolf would enjoy this new freedom with him, then maybe he could reach those golden gates after his time. But only time will tell.
(I used Yandex to translate. It's bad bro.)
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