And from the depths of the darkest part of the cold empty abyss, I unleashed her and allowed her to consume every bit of my essence. She consumed every bit of my existence, rising from the ashes, reborn of darkness. I felt alive sparking my little black heart back to life. But my beautiful monster did not allow all or anything to be left undone or unsaid. Not only was the door open and ripped off the hinges, but so was I. I was angry at all that had been left by the ones who got there first and what I had become because of it.
~excerpt from current WIP~
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