Sweet, Sweet, Nightmare.
DANIELLE'S P.O.V.
I was immersed in a caliginous chasm, and I enjoyed, very much, the feeling that the abyss gave me as it swallowed me whole and engulfed me in its pleasing embrace which was full of darkness and quiet. I wished that I would never have to leave that sweet ataraxia, hoping that said placidity could be everlasting. But as I have come to learn, mostly through the hard way, every and all good things had to, eventually, come to an end- I had also come to accept that verdict. No favorable occured or entity could last an eternity; one way or another, they would have to come to a finish. I did not necessarily understand why it had to be so, but I had no choice but to come to terms w
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