Come To The Light

Come To The Light

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The darkness is only one side of the balance that keeps order in our world. I want you to come into the light. Everyone has pain and happiness in their life. Some have more pain than happiness though and if you're not careful the pain will consume you. I know it's hard to keep the pain inside but you must come to the light. I will teach you the balance of the light and the dark in this book and how to control it. If you are consumed with pain follow the path to happiness. The story begins with a boy who did not have any happiness in his life so he must find the right path. He set out to do that when he came across a white majestic wolf which is me. We continued our journey together to find true happiness. It is not easily found for the dark wolf does not appreciate the light and is not so easily gotten rid of.
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