One streetlight casts a dim and diabolical glare on an abandoned street.
The light is as golden and unwelcoming as the touch of King Midas. *blink*
The light goes out and darkness floods in.
Unseen evils crawl out of their dens *blink*
The familiar yet mysterious light is back.
It reveals all sins and evils as what they really are. *blink*
A piercing cry reaches my ears.
I realize the scream had been uttered by my own soul. *blink*
The sound is strangely comforting.
It proves something I've doubted for so long, I have a soul. *blink*
The betrayal seeps out of the ground like an assassin.
It can't be stopped, it won't be stopped.
The light is gone forever.
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