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Each person has something that holds or keeps their hatred and depression from running off the walls. This person is held deeply close for comfort and with it a slightest amount of ease exists. That person has made a difference into the wearer’s heart, body, and soul.
The soul that has held many hardships and challenges put under its belt. That has had many wounds inflicted upon itself, this soul shrouded in shadow yet not completely consume, and there is little light yet so powerful to the wearer in control.
It had created the fire that burns a thousand deaths, yet cools with an icy trimmer. The wearer’s opponent that has always shown more light then it should, yet they became another ally. It runs through the veins boiling heat as it causes warmth and passage to the wearer’s abilities. It opens and closes, never shutting off while the fiery light stays, nothing shall dim in their hands.
This light that shines inside could be many things but has been left a mystery to the holder and the wearer itself. It doesn’t show itself often but it has kept the wearer from being thin, and filled with dark emotions. That have threaten the sliver of things keeping the light and darkness balance.
Silvery white and black controls the wearer from growing much darker than before. Yet it has been done, long ago before the seal has been shut that it. It blackens, swirling with blood red, disintegrating and decaying everything in its path. The pressure coming from this destruction crumples yet strengthens the resolve. How it returns the wearer to their original form remains closed yet theirs is much ideas to how the darkness disperses into nothing.
This darkness isn’t something that time or anything can control, as it passes through the shadows, lingering slowly creeping towards open wounds of despair, seeking only destruction in its wake. It calls upon its own when the cracks begun, bringing nothing more than hatred and chaos. It has shown many colors and shapes in the past and so forth, but it has yet been completely taken and sealed, till death that is.
As everything comes to a close, it is still just the beginning. All it takes is a little spark, challenges, and change. That change is still in effect, the wearer, the holder, and many more are the pawns or the markers of this event. What lies behind those doors can only be what is about to happen. The mysteries are full and curious to what’s going to find and be in their way. The fullest of possibilities can ever end without death standing close.
 dbz_lalala · Fri May 27, 2011 @ 07:20am · 0 Comments |
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