In the boundless darkness, many times we ask ourselves, what supports you and me to live? Is it ugly desire, the hatred that destroys the world from the city of Sodom, or the love that lurks dormant in the fire...
I have never been able to find the answer. Either I have acquiesced to this way of living, or I am tired of searching, or I have touched the edge of the answer, but suddenly lost the courage to reveal the answer.
[ PS: Readers who like "Dark Desire" can transfer to my new pit "The Lambs of Hell", similar genre, but different and exciting!
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