Where the Demons Hide
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Last published Fri, Jul 21, 2023
Part 27: "I have these dark parts of me. These parts that aren't meant for anyone to see. They're these thoughts that I don't have any hope of controlling. I don't have to live them, as long as they live here. In these pages. If they live on their own, explore that reality for a brief moment. Where everything is different and the universe bends to the will of the tale. I've tried so long to fight it. The best I can do is seal it off. Hope that no one I care about ever finds it. Insist that maybe someone out there needs to hear it, to know they aren't alone. Maybe they'll find me, show me how to fight these demons. But for now, let the pages live."
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