Depression Dark Death Quotes Novels & Stories

He felt it was taking something from him. “Jack! Tim! You need to leave this place!” he cried. But they sat hurdled together without any indication that they had heard him. “Come on! Leave or he will kill you! He’s a mad man, the demon himself!” Still, there was no indication that they could hear him. He sat on the ground this time, dejected. Outside, the darkness slowly settled over the city, blurring out the light. **

I’ve heard enough stories from Ash to know deals that start at dark pools end in darker debts. A single bubble rises in answer and pops without sound. Around it, color bleeds into the water. Deep rust, spreading like ink. For a heartbeat it looks exactly like blood. I step back. The bank squelches. My boot heel slips on damp moss, and I skid to one knee just shy of plunging in. The lake laughs. The sound is small, bright and unbearably human. “You fear death more than she does.” “You don’t know me,” I snap.

“Because we all do what we must to keep the darkness away. Even if it means allowing the darkness to swallow up our souls.” XXX

After all that I have done even death doesn't wants my soul) there's bitterness in his voice. "Non passa giorno in cui non rimpiango le mie azioni, la vita sarebbe stata così bella se tu fossi qui, mio ​​raggio di sole, hai portato la mia luce con te, non mi resta altro che oscurità" (No day goes by when I don't regret my actions, life would've been so much beautiful if you were here, my sunshine. You have taken my light with you, I'm left with nothing but darkness) he sits up once again, his body is slumped in grief.

Lucas noticed the change of his emotions and asked in a low voice, "Remembered something?" "Lucas, we should leave this matter here. If we dig the past, a lot of things will show up. Not all the memories are so happy-go-lucky. There is a lot of darkness." Albert didn't want to talk about this. The way of being a mafia member and those tasks and training were never forgettable. That was the worst memory in his life. He never came into this life willingly. He was forced to save DEINZ. He was forced by Lucas.

Whichever way you look at it, whether you live or eventually die things will always come to an end. Summer ~”AARON …AARON ARE YOU OKAY? ...BABY WAKE UP…AARON.” I am surrounded by complete and utter darkness. If there is light at the top of this bottomless pit then I sure ain't seeing it. I am completely and utterly alone, I cannot hear voices or see the shadows of any faces, I cannot even hear myself breathe. I believe that is it for me then, I must be dead and I am falling down this hole deeper and deeper with every passing second.

I guess it`s about time I lived my own life unlike other fake people out there. “Don’t be hard on yourself, nor your mom. You`ll understand her doings one day.” Said the Mystery- voice. “I thought you heard what I`ve just said. Leave me the hell alone, please!” “I will forever be in your life, maybe even if you die, who knows.” Death! Why haven’t I thought about suicide, there`s nothing to lose- no money, no friends, and no family. They say when days are dark, friends are few. But there are also those dark days when no one is literally there for you. Those are the days I`m experiencing.

One can only be able to think when one wasn't at the point of death, but I was readily at the doorstep of death, awaiting its engulfing embrace, and so I struggled and continued struggling. " The dark is always comforting, for those who bear great secrets", it came again and I continued with what I was doing, hoping that there'll be a light at the end of the tunnel; or rather the river, or was it a sea or an ocean? Whatever. Even if I didn't get to see the light, I hoped to at least breathe common air without the necessity to have gills. But as I swung and swung my arms, my strength began to vanish. I couldn't do it any longer, and the intensity of each swing of arms decreased with the prece

He knew that someone had just perished and said a prayer. "You shouldn't be messing with the fates Sebastian, they'll fuck you up," Sergio mumbled softly and I snorted at him as I strolled around him and headed to my car. My black mist whipped around me and my glowing eyes cast shadows in the enclosed dark space. Sergio shook his head at me and didn't bother trying to stop me. He knew the stories of my heart breaks of the past, all of my caregivers knew. The garage door opened and I peeled out of the garage, hellbent on getting my boyfriend back. Thankfully it was dark outside since I was in full death mode and looked like a shadow person with wispy ends and two glowing eyes. I had to be car

On the other side Somewhere the dark solitude of the dense forest echoed with cries of pain and agony. A dark silhouette looked at the front where some food was being roasted, the sticks dipped not dipped in sauce but red blood. The silhouette moved and rested his back against the stem of a dead tree, "I despise cacophony, Amber! Zittili " (SHut them up) He was the reincarnation of the God of death. His eyes, cold and void of any emotion. Amber gulped the fearful lump in his throat. He knew how destructive his boss' anger could be, even for him. He stammered