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Eva Creyghton

He visits me so often, he just soars there, above, I can't avoid to see him. Does he want to draw attention? Well, I give it to him. Does he want to warn me? For what? He comes, and takes darkness with him. Is he master of unbeing? Is darkness a bad sign? Until now, he only was there an did not frighten me. I was glad he came, he gave me peace, a strange kind of certainty. But one day, I know, he will raise his blood-veined sword and he'll take me with him. He shall embrace my escaped soul with his bright sleeves and I will accompagny him to his next condemned, being the darkness, the peace and the rest itself. I shall be the blood, running in the sword, and I won't bother anymore.

Published More than a year ago

Category Mythology

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