Humpty Dumpty Dark Meaning Novels & Stories

They were Ferals, roaming the Reigns now with no hope of sanity or recovery. Plus the word Feral means you’re more dead than alive. Hence, these were dead people walking. It means my friends and loved ones are more damned than existent… with no hope of being saved. I’m alive now and not a Feral but I’m also damned. Damned to grief. Damned to anguish. Damn to helplessness. What am I going to do? Yes, I’ve killed the Dark One but his death didn’t compensate for the harm and destruction he had caused. His death didn’t remedy any of the damage he had done.

All the lights were turned on, but Mrtyu felt something was not right, "Why do I see only dark after all the lights have been turned on?" "This is the void—the perfect reflection of part of your mind." "The part of my mind is void, just like an empty dark room. Perfect, no one has an extraordinary talent for mocking me like you." Mrtyu said by biting her teeth, controlling her anger and trying to convince the man to find a way out.

' "You walked a road I paved for you, yet complained that the one who laid it walked too slowly, that I dirtied your shoes. "You wore the armor I bought you, yet when I needed you most, you didn't hesitate to drive the sharpest blade straight into my heart. "So tell me, Harvey. Which one of us is truly disgusting? You asked me just now—how much I charge for a night?" My smile grew brighter. "I can tell you right now. Every cent I spent on you, every ounce of humiliation I endured—that was the price I paid for my own blindness. "As for you—and your pure, innocent Amy…"

"Says who? I didn't say I don't want one, I said I don't like Dorcas because I like Fatima" "..." "..." Both Dee and Janet couldn't help but roar in laughter. "Oh my God, Dam you are so cute" "I know right!" "And you are so humble too" "Aunty Dee what does humble mean?" "It means in baby language that you don't praise yourself ha ha ha" Damon plucked the sweet from aunty Dee's fingers and pop it into his mouth. "Hmmm aunty Dee this sweet is very sweet. Thank you" "You are welcome. Take care of yourself okay *pretending to lower her voice* and let me know how it goes with Fatima"

I mumbled, looking at this beautiful and quite young-looking woman with wide eyes. -Where did you go? she did not understand me, looking in amazement at where I had fallen. - Yes, I didn’t fall out anywhere, in the truest sense of the word. It's a metaphor, I explained. — What handicap? she asked in surprise. “Kapets, well, you are generally some kind of “dark,” I muttered, shaking my head. Soera, proudly tossing her head, immediately replied: “Yes, we are Dark because we live in a Dark world, child!” And I'm proud of it! We are a majestic race that has lived here for centuries.