The beginning

It was dark and cold, yet a glimpse of warmth sept through, enought for me to know I wasn't alone.

"Is anyone there", I called out desperate for a responce. I wanted to leave, to escape this treacherous place of darkness.

There was no reply. It left me pondering whether the warmth was real, or just my imagination. If so, the little hope I had left was gone, I was all alone once again. From beging to end, and yet all I was to this earth was a little spirit aimlessly wandering, looking for someone to take it in an keep company, but that was too much to ask for. Well it was to be expected though, in a world where hope is like a curse for anyone who wishes upon it.

Now my eyes which I had desperately tried to keep open started to close, hope was gone and with that I slowly emerged into darkness. My body fell, merjng into the cold ground which once repelled me.

I lost hope, it was all gone, I was gone alongside the curse that I once live in. If only I could wake up and break the fate that was set out for me in this life. If onl-

I was no longer there, or anywhere. I was gone. I was one with the dark world I hated.