by Peyton

The world will never know it was saved by shadow- how Darkness embraced Death to protect this unkind, thankless planet.

I know. His presence— inky, tattered as it is— humbles me.

But even before he saved the world, he saved me. He gave me a purpose. Saw something worthwhile in a spoiled, scared uptown girl. Would I have made it otherwise? Or would I have slipped, succumbed to the madness that beckons to so many victims? Every moment I spend in his dark world, I learn what it means to be brave.

And I'm no longer afraid of the dark.

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