Character: Prologue
A strange feeling of love. In itself strange, and when mixed with hurt like hell, turns into a poison, corroding from the inside. Slowly corroding all the light that was stored in the soul, warmed by the same love. But no more heat. Love is not warm, iced his touch, clenching your heart in his fist, turning to dust.
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MegaMozg 11-01-2020 / 16:18
Everything living comes to an end. We are in a trap of endless cycle of life and death. This curse? Or some kind of punishment? I often think about God who has blessed us with this mystery... and wonder will we ever kill him.
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MegaMozg 04-09-2018 / 15:03
The darkness to conquer the darkness, it is only subject to light. Hatred will never overcome hatred, this force is only love.
Quote Explanation: The prologue to the work.
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MegaMozg 13-01-2017 / 16:33
