C O B A I N

C O B A I N

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Dentre as ruas escuras e ensurdecedoras de uma cidade, vazias e assustadoras, existem linhas tênues de desejos que são perseguidos e sonhos que estão sendo destruídos, pesadelos que estão sendo transmitidos em uma mente através de vozes que nunca param de falar. Uma narração sem fim que acaba te levando a loucura e quando você percebe, seu grito sai pedindo ajuda antes mesmo de sua boca abrir, pois seus olhos já estão mostrando sua emoção, seu sentimento, sua condição. Esses eram apenas sentimentos que passaram a corroer a alma de uma pessoa imatura, o garoto que saiu para as ruas e agora habita nelas ou melhor, elas habitam nele. A estrela que ainda brilha no céu, hoje irá escurecer e deixará de brilhar no amanhecer. Onde tudo começa e tudo termina, o meio é um mistério, mas o resto é previsível, sempre aconteceu da mesma forma. Tendo novamente uma chance de viver ou ao menos tentar sobreviver ao impossível que era ser. Ser quem és em meio a seres tão iguais. Seattle, 2016, quando todos achavam que o mundo estava perdido, ele veio e tentará sobreviver. Afinal, uma lenda nunca morre, ela renasce. E quando isso acontece, o mundo vive novamente.
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Through thick and thin the Law shall prevail. A new sense of purpose awaits us, children of light, in the land where it all began. The darkness in which we once cowered in fear, now curbed by the might of our endless light. Come, brothers, come, sisters. Let there be peace among the wicked, just as the Law dictates. Peace and certainty is all that you have ever longed for, little angel. A bright, stable future. A roof without holes above thy head. Acknowledgement and recognition of thy existence, feverish dreams of grandeur. Greed born from yearning, treacherous vines of rapacity taint your innocent soul. You seek a future that does not exist. Let thy fingers hold the fragile line between dream and nightmare. Let thy light navigate the path. Shall thee give in and falter, O' land of old, envelop his body in thy unending flame of chaos. Spit out nothing but an empty husk, the remnants of a smile once so bright. Shall thee prevail, O', Great Kazdel, I ask of you, the impossible - take mercy on the innocent. Don't let the radiance dim and don't let the mind turn bleak. Wake, young traveler. Bid thy farewells and burn thy bridges. It's time to say goodbye, curly head. Cross post from AO3. For a shorter and more on-point description, look no further! I had something silly written up before throwing it out in exchange for that wall of text upstairs. It's a little story "about a young, dumb sankta who's been dealt a bad hand at life, looking for his place in all this mess. The pointless search for a better future leads him far, far away from home, to a country forever ravaged by war and misery - Kazdel, the promised land where devils roam free and peace feels out of place." Anyway, it's quite lengthy, but hopefully enjoyable? Slide a comment if you want, I'll give you a tiny kiss on the forehead. Man, do I love comments. (Lastly, to point out, English is not my native language, but I don't think it'll be much of an issue ;3)

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