Going Blind

Darkness isn’t so bad if you go into it with a dark mind. I, for one, hate sitting in the light. It hurts my head terribly so. Don’t you want to go somewhere peaceful and quiet, just the drip, drip, drip of time passing instead of the blaring light drilling into your head?

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