| The Stranger that has received so many gifts and has been devoured by the unmistakable and prophetic corner where defeat and betrayal become the same thing... The innocence is no longer glorified by its vulnerability. That Treachery was once concealed in a child's form. In the world of events He was compel to refuse aid or succor to breed his folly and to keep on living through his offspring. The shadow of an abyss, the shifting pattern in emptyness, the fruit of Despair The active evil... is not outside... It reigns within Him. He is Man... No more a Stranger but, a god in confict.. a rejected and forgotten Sprite of the Cosmos... The Darkness within doesn't die... In the light of awareness everything is alive, they are dead to the past and their consciousness survives death. To be beyond the light and the dark, pleasure and pain; the unseen World reflects the moods of this realm through innocence, despair, chaos and doubt. The soul that dwells in the realm of light, the celestial sprite will not conquer this memory and call home. This are the Words of Giovanni Covenant... A glitch... a Randomglitch... Please let me know your thoughts... For yours and mine are to be one... |
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