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Oct 23, 2006 12:35

In that world, there is only good and evil. The white and black, and no in-between. When people ask 'What are you?", you can only say "I'm good". in that answer, there are two meanings: that you are the good, and that you are fine. is there any other answer? For how can you say you are not good? How can it be possible for you revert to those foul things that you have always struggled against and watched as they ripped your loved ones from your side? When you saw the clear stones she wore in a chain upon her neck darken to black, how can you not say that?

In that world, things were easy and hard at the same time. Easy to understand the difference between people, and hard to survive against the war that wavered between both victories. you run away time and again as they pursue, and sometimes you wonder if you could ever fight like those who had the ultimate power. Yet the only thing you could do is just heal the injured and comfort the living good. For you know those reverted are as good as dead. And you cry at the injustice and clarity of it all.

But it is a relief that when you open your eyes, you are only lying in your own bed, your arms around, not a grieving lover, but your favourite soft pillow and the bolster your sister had left behind as she went for work slightly further away. Somewhere never out of reach.

dream

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