Echoes of Redemption: From the Abyss to Splendor
I found myself in a cave, a cave of seclusion. Abutted by bulwark and residue, fleeing was a ludicrous thought. Darkness encircled me, it captivated me. I shut my eyes to imitate the sensation of demise. To feel it. To sense it. To feed off of it. Perishment was my fantasy, it was desired, romanticized.
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