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DARKNESS

This has happened before.

A friend.

A monster.

A violent death.

Unwanted memories scratch below the surface of my mind. They are like wraiths trying to break free from a frozen lake. I drown them out. Bury them deep in the depths of my consciousness.

I understand you want to know more, little bird.

And perhaps one day I’ll tell you.

But for now, know this..