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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