



The Book of the Night - in Spring
' It was confusing waking up in a different place and having to accept the fact that this would be my home for the rest of my days... Even though I knew that day would never come... I even considered my choice as a curse. I never imagined how painful eternity could be, especially when the only certainty left in life is the fact of having it forever, the fear of the end does not exist, the fear of illness, of old age, I will never arrive to know... But I know loneliness, endless and traumatizing, a pain that doesn't stop, a wound that doesn't close, doesn't heal, just bleeds... Bleeds the dark days that haunt me... I lost me in a dream that has now become my nightmare, from which I won't be able to wake up and thank God for ending... At this point I wonder if this God still exists for me... I'm tired of seeing my shadow and make sure I'm dead to everyone. That's why I made the decision that this must end... I'm sorry to say I'll be back soon. Sincerely, Nevelle F.'
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