ahh, though none may see this, i have a slice of bloody darkness for you who are yet to be prepared....
a bloody tear falls to the ground, the splash audible for miles. and from that tiny pool springs all of creation, from the trees to the cosmos that rule every peice of exsistense. what was that tear of blood, you may ask? that single, insignifigant tear was the blood of a billion fallen angels when they lost their wings. it was the eternal pain that it who created creation must go through for every second anything exists.but, on a darker take, that tear was the whole of darkness, shedding every bit of light it had once hidden in the deep corners of its being.what once was good now is bad.waht once we lost they now had. if only for the entirety of existence.
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