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No. 192

  • Writer: S A I N T N O S
    S A I N T N O S
  • Jan 6, 2021
  • 1 min read

Updated: Sep 27, 2024

Alas we come across two paths of darkness...


One is an illusionary darkness of shadows and the other, true darkness, the real darkness. A darkness even onto itself. It is a placid darkness, this darkness. It is one as dark as it is bright, but darkness nonetheless. We now stand before the fall, but how can it be that what was once felt under is now up right? How is it now that the water that rifts is one of descension and not of ascension? O, how much blood is too much blood to sputter the wheel away crashing waves?

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