The darkness one sees when he closes his eyes is not always devoid of light. All it takes is a confused mind to see colours as bright as the rainbow around the sun in the hollows of darkness. In its shallow depths, the Stygian patterns caused by the words of deception can be at times too unsettling to endure.
For one to wield words of deception straight from the depths of the gutter is to instigate unrest in the heart of the other and to destabilize the fabric that holds the two together. A fabric so delicate and special for the one that the plausibility of its mere existence is hard to fathom, yet for the other it is as robust and ordinary as the threads could render it to be.
The one who lies on the bed of thorns yearns to see the rays of the sun for it is that which ends his toil and gifts comfort. It is that which holds the power to mend the heart and it is only that which holds the power to alleviate the pain inflicted by the words, spoken and unspoken.
For one to wield words of deception straight from the depths of the gutter is to instigate unrest in the heart of the other and to destabilize the fabric that holds the two together. A fabric so delicate and special for the one that the plausibility of its mere existence is hard to fathom, yet for the other it is as robust and ordinary as the threads could render it to be.
The one who lies on the bed of thorns yearns to see the rays of the sun for it is that which ends his toil and gifts comfort. It is that which holds the power to mend the heart and it is only that which holds the power to alleviate the pain inflicted by the words, spoken and unspoken.
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