GiottoLover

It Came From The Dark: Amongst the ashes, swirling from the darkness of the pit, Emerged a hand, dragging a battered body across the rocks. Blood leaked from the wounds so callously self-inflicted, And teeth ground with a focused determination and seething anger. It cared not for the warm rubies - staining the jagged rocks, It cared not for the sensation of pain... All that it remembered was a dream, An obsession - One that drove it ever higher; ignoring all else! Eventually it emerged from this shadowy hole, this dreary depth, And in that moment, it learned of the truth. For this creature, denied sunlight and warmth - was me...