Standing tall amongst the shadows, his eyes lighting up the dark. He walked through the darkness for what felt like a thousand years. It is there in the dark that he has found beauty. In this awful place that takes part in his mind, he can create and mold. Give form and color to all that is faded and dark. Slay and destroy, in order to build and give life to his dreams. Little by little it all brightens up, one by one, yellow lights on a starry night. He gathers the pieces to make his soul whole again. He drowned into silence and dreamed of this moment. But the silence is gone, so he needs to keep going.
Never stop, it never really ends.
"Can you hear me?"
Love,
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