The hour of despair
I struggle to comprehend how it all started, A dream of melancholy that dwelled within my heart. I could recall a sheer light amidst darkness, yet i couldn't reach, it was beyond my grasp. The utter despair swept me away from the little glimmer that remained. The fear, confusion all in one, so dark and gloomy way more than i'd imagined. It's more like the devil fed on my soul, like my demons guiding me through the whole journey. This crazy mind leading me into the inevitable destruction. I never thought this day would come, A day i'd survive the abyss. - Zodin Ralte
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