1 | dark pasts [oakenshield]

1 | dark pasts [oakenshield]

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"There is a different type of texture behind each person, a different fragrance that wafts off one another, a different past. One might accuse the other of it, or of themselves in general; but you have to look deeper, you have to know more. Then, and only then, will you know their true texture, their actual fragrance, their true past. If it's dark or light, it shouldn't matter. You should learn to accept that about others, and then you will be able to accept yourself." Yet can the stubborn Dwarf help the secretive Elf succeed in accepting all that was wrong so many years ago? Or will she fall victim to her own past and suffer, bringing him down with her? I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS 15 YEARS OLD. I WILL PROBABLY EDIT THE CRAP OUT OF THIS OR RE-WRITE IT ALL TOGETHER.
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All my life I felt like a misfit. Like I didn't belong. I tried to find a place I could call home, where someone would look at me and for once take me as I was. There is evil inside of me. I have always felt its presence, lurking from the depths of my soul like a shadow following behind its wearer. I tried to fight it, I ignored that part of me and denied it for as long as I could. Like with famine I thought I could starve it just long enough until I could forget it was ever there. I eventually found my home and my saviour in darkness. I found hope in a shadow so black that even the darkest night seemed a bright contrast to it. I was alone so long, I forgot what it meant to mean something to someone. I had been out in the cold so long, I forgot what it felt like to feel another person's warmth. I made many mistakes in my life and as darkness took a hold of me I was ready to make so many more, until one day someone proved to me there was still another way. Until that day all I had ever known was how to bow and try to survive the day. "At your service!" Used to be the only sentence that would keep the monster at bay.

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