It happens. There’s no avoiding it. When wewe can see the darkness coming, there’s nothing wewe can do rather than lie there helplessly, waiting. Waiting for the torment to end. Then finally, when wewe know it’s all over, there’s that one ray of hope willing to take your life back. So wewe reach out for it, not wanting to loose it. Lock it in a box and throw away the key.
“Charlie how long zamani was it when wewe found her?”
That calm voice echoed around the large space in my empty head. The light was fading, seeping out the sides of the box that I locked it in. It was escaping fast and...
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