Prologue

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Darkness is a fickle thing. It surrounds you, clings to your skin, and tickles your eardrums until you don't know which way is up. A seductive presence, calling to your inner most desires and caressing the depths of your heart until something blooms within you. A cold, bitter flower bites at your insides, lulling even the most logical into a fantasy of their own creation.

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