the fear born on an idea it whispers in your ear the voice of fear buried in the hearts of many their minds fogged with secrets a disease of their creation a monster of destruction it feeds on thoughts gone astray beckoning on its prey
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heyy there!! i really liked the concept of this one! but i was kinda dissapointed when u ended it abruptly! would have really liked it more if there was more to it!!
The distance between love and hate [from a person]........depends not only upon fate......but on he who uses the opportune moment to make the difference....
Too often we crave the extraordinary in life, without even learning how to cherish the ordinary first.
Friend, I promise you this: if you can learn to take joy in the simple mundane things in life, the extraordinary will take care of itself, it'll be on its way, hurrying towards you. But if you skip the first part, it'll ever evade you. — Arcticus