A shriveled flower

by Emo.circus

Those who fall victim to the darkness have little chance at coming back, but those who are corrupted by choice have no hope of ever returning. Though she is young she is capable, for years shes fended off the darkness but no more. After being hurt for so long, the pain of being who she is, she's finally excepted the darkness. And from that darkness will rise the villain Neopolitan

1. introduction

Introduction

I've forgotten what my voice sounds like after all these years, the crisp sound of my voice seems to be a distant memory. I used to talk quite often before he took it from me,... before he robbed me of my voice.

I was born with two colored eye, my father said it was a gift, that I would change the world. But now I know he was wrong, it was nothing but a lie, something to make me grasp the little light left in this world but then watch as the darkness corrupts every last drop.

My mother always said I was a special child, she said that my eyes had meaning. The pink meant I was like a flower if you fend of the darkness and feed the light one will grow with beauty and grace, but if you feed the darkness all that light will then flicker and die.

But with that darkness there is hope, my black eye supposedly represents that hope, hope that one day we will fight that darkness and grow from it. But we all know that even with that hope there is fear. Fear intertwines and surrounds every living thing, and even the bravest of man can be corrupted by its call; and rising from that darkness come the evil, destructive creatures of man, the creatures of grim.

But sadly this flower was corrupted long ago, it was forgotten then shriveled up and left to die. I no longer follow the path of the light, I have strayed to the never ending abyss you humans call… darkness and there's no coming back.