Talia, p. 38

*written smooth and even along the page*

Shadows crave darkness, shadows are the darkness, but they need light to define themselves from others. Perhaps I can be her light, her anchor in the storm to come. Whatever it is called, I will be her friend, as long as she will have me, and likely beyond.

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