The Light in the Dark
...her bare feet take gentle steps through the dark, saddened forest. the ground, cold as death. Her past pain probing the depths of her mind. She buries her face in her pale hands as tears begin to run down her arms; a gentle gust blows through her hair. She slowly opens her pain filled eyes to gaze upon a towering brick wall. She places her right hand upon it; feeling a warmth pulsating from it, like a heart beat. She leans forward, placing her right ear against the wall; a faint sound comes from the other side, like an echo trying to reach out. She steps back and looks upon this decrepit obstacle; a fire fills her as she starts to bang on the wall with her fists. Her hands begin to drip with blood from the jagged edges the encase the wall; she drops to her knees as her eyes swell with t
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