Darkest Spell

Darkness creeping upon the solemn corners, waiting to over flow the room in pain and envy. What is left over from the living, vivid space is now fighting a losing battle against Death.

A constant raging bull, roaming ramped amongst the once peaceful space, leaving no room to hide or linger. It ruins the carefree atmosphere suffocating the old friendships, creating cheap broken ones.

Once the foreign invader won, it quickly disappears leaving behind shattered memories of what used to be. With no way of going back, the host chooses the wrong path. Going through a maze, fighting for simplicity, yielding no easy answers.

Relief comes in the form of light for those of whom overcame the dark. Those less fortunate souls end up incased in the substance that took over their mind.

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