dark
"She laughed, she smiled, she and cried with him. But she could never love him. He was a person of the dark. She needs him but not really. She needs him when she's below the shadows. But she flies just fine when she's in the light. He's always ready to help in the dark. Always unmentioned, always quiet, and always silent. He helps her because he loves her, and she seeks his help because she likes how he aids. She once took him flying, and he never seem to forget what that felt like. It was so all new to him, all good, too good. He knew the saddest time would come soon. And it did. She doesn't take him flying anymore, she now takes him on the edge of his sanity. In the dark as he had always been." - Feb 6, 2024
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