RazorbladeKisses

The night is full of mystery. Even when the moon is brightest, secrets hide everywhere. Then the sun rises and it's rays cast so many shadows that the day creates more illusion than all the veiled truth of the night.

I have lived in this illusion for much of my life, but I have never belonged to it. Before my birth, I exhisted for too long in the realm between nothingness and life, and even now, the night still whispers to me. A strong chord binds me to the dark side of the world, and shields me from the light.

Eternally Nocturnally Yours,
Hedge