The Bedevilled Soul
Why the bloody hell would life go easy on me!
They say the name, Kerik, meant 'the strong one'. The strong one? Well, if strong meant loosing your own sanity after you accidentally loose it. Or letting your mind get away with murder on you every second of your life. Or when the demons in you, decides to drag you into the eternal darkness, into fire and ice. Maybe all of that means being strong. Maybe as the darkness gets too dark, the sun burns and dies with it because being strong meant never to see the sun shine any longer. I was now a prisoner. Prisoner of my own burden, of my pain and never ending suffering, with no one to come to my rescue. Slowly dying internally, with each breath I ta
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