· ЂФ·ЊБШ · The light did not want to be in me. I no longer wanted to be lonely, alone, and abandoned. I wished not to be at all, not in this passage, no! I wished this existence had never begun. I wanted to end what had never started. I wished to die and be dead. The Longing for Death · ЂФ·ЊУЖ · No. Back then, you did not yet know that on the other, inverted side of your thoughts, in a land far beyond your mind, the exact opposite of what you had always imagined yourself to be awaited you. Until you become my warrior · ЂФ·ЊУФ · Here, on the other side of your imagination, everything was radiant and bright, clear as a crystal, white and glittering like snow. But in my world, none of this was visible. In my world, silence and emptiness reigned, everywhere in the Nothing. And no matter how blindingly bright the lights in my core sparkled and shone, the Nothing around me grew ever darker, and my precious dreams became dark and black. So black that, as I gazed into them, it burned all memories, feelings, and thoughts from my mind, erasing them completely and forever. The Black Light
