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THE BARREL OF DARKNESS

The sun is not rising. My desolation is born. The moon does not shine through the darkness. A pair of green eyes shine in my darkness and burn my heart to ashes. I didn't know love was so painful before I met you. Tell me, will the sun rise for both of us one day? Will the sun rise in both of us one day? Tell me, who am I? Am I the victim? Or am I the murderer? The sun is not rising, Soldier. And I'm afraid of the dark. But I promise you that one day I will pierce this darkness with the burning bodies of those who destroyed me. The sun will not rise, doomsday will come. I will still look for you everywhere. Because there is only one truth in my heart. Even if I can never see the sun, I will never give up on you.

burmeser · Fantasia
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141 Chs

Spring And Summer

"Hands are unbearably beautiful.

They hold on to things. They let things go."

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I didn't know how long we stayed like that, but when he broke away from me, I realized that I couldn't touch him enough. I always wanted more. It was not normal to want my skin to touch him all the time, and there was nothing else to satisfy my hunger. "Let's go." He extended his hand towards me and waited for me to hold his hand.

When I took his hand and squeezed it, we started walking towards the side of the pond, but something caught my attention: the dead white butterfly on the water. Its wings were huge, not a speck on its white wings, and they gleamed strangely in the moonlight. It was beautiful, but it was dead. There was no longer any life left in its small body floating on the water.