Point of View.
Why is it, that some people
see the Dark as something bad,
evil almost?
When in reality, it isn't.
It's the people who make it bad.
The Dark is the absence of Light and Joy.
It is sadness in its purest form.
Cold, Dark, and Lonely.
There was a time when the
Dark was good.
But that was before the Fall
and the Great War of Heaven.
"Even the Devil was an Angel once."
The End
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Point of View., which
was posted on Jul 28, 2011 by
AnsgarAmergin.
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