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red.

dark, bleeding, red.

her face contorted in pain
and her voice husky from screaming.

she crawled forward, towards me,
and I whimpered.

I went to her
tried to patch up the wounds,
but she pushed me away.

the night rules this land,
forever.
most creatures die of fright and want of light,
but not the girl.

the name the darkness gave her: Ciaran.

the wind whispers, "child of darkness, Ciaran her name,"

a world without time
without measure of movement.

what does it mean?

nothing to me.

for the things I care about already obey no boundaries of time,
and so, affect me it does not.

For that which I care are:

sometimes i stumble across posts on the internet
about books or other things I love,
and i think i would be good friends with whoever wrote them

how i would hate to be cursed with immortality.

i would exist almost outside of time,
watching my friends and everyone i love slowly die.

Everything is a cycle

Life, Death

Seasons: Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter

Water, Ice, Vapor

Stars: Orion, Signus, Ursa Major

The moon: Crescent, Quarter, Gibbus, Full. Gibbus, Quarter, Crescent, New.