It has been a while since I’ve written something ,but I have made a eye opening discovery for myself.
Even the strongest of people have the softest hearts. It may sound like a generic line ,but I choose not to believe in things until I see them. I encountered a mesmorising creature with such a hostile exterior ,built of scars and insecurities. I was intimidated by the sight of its gaze as my soul was being seen through and judged upon.
With the courage in my blood and pursuit in my soul, I dare challenged the serpant in hopes of overcoming its grasp of my heart. I broke through its clenched fists and wanted to end it once and for all.
As I looked down upon it, I saw the weakness and fragility in its core, realising its hardships and sorrow. I broke down from my boarish state and succumbed to lust and savagery as if i were finding the worlds richest mine. Through the experience i garnered a sense of guilty and a sense of longing that Ive yet to feel again.
This frail creature opened themselves up to me and I was about to devour them. I wanted to leave my barbaric livilyhood in hopes of finding harmony with someone who has shown there weakest self. I feel deeply at fault and want to resolve my problem as I seek redemption for my past sins and short comings.
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