Here then at long last is my darkness. No cry of light, no glimmer, not even the faintest shard of hope to… — Mark Z. Danielewski
Here then at long last is my darkness. No cry of light, no glimmer, not even the faintest shard of hope to break free across the hold.
I will become, have become, a creature unstirred by history, no longer moved by the present, just hungry, blind and at long last filled of mindless wrath.
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