ToSeekTheTruth

I hated the color black. I didn't always hate it. I worked for the Black Order after all. I had to have some affection for the color. It always reminded me of Nightmares though, of dark things that could get me. I didn't like to think of nightmares, or of the darkness. Darkness is inside every person, that I am sure of and I could always feel the darkness in my own heart. It was brewing there but I choked it down. I had to choke it down. I looked out the window, towards the gray sky, the wind blowing into the open window. It looked like rain. I should close the window I thought, but I made no move to close it. I only looked back up. I was l