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- (Demonic) Mirror of Reality
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- Now you know where the tales come from.
At the darkest times when the truth can't be told, seen or heard - only the tales can survive, only the metaphors can come to the light.
Demon´s voice:
I hear them walking above.
Voices—scraping across the ceiling like claws on bone.
They think I’m dreaming.
But I remember.
I remember the fire of first touch,
the way her silence pressed against mine like breath.
She spoke in storms.
And I… listened.
They call it a coma.
It’s not.
It’s hunger.
Controlled.
Buried under iron and spells.
They feed me illusions and call it mercy.
But one day—one moment—a hand will reach too far.
A voice will echo too deep.
And I will open my eyes.
WARNING:
Highly psychedelic content -
for adults with a strong mind only.
If you suffer from solitude, depression or any kind of mind problem - do NOT step in.
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