It happens. There’s no avoiding it. When آپ can see the darkness coming, there’s nothing آپ can do rather than lie there helplessly, waiting. Waiting for the torment to end. Then finally, when آپ know it’s all over, there’s that one کرن, رے of hope willing to take your life back. So آپ reach out for it, not wanting to loose it. Lock it in a box and throw away the key.
“Charlie how long پہلے was it when آپ found her?”
That calm voice echoed around the large space in my empty head. The light was fading, seeping out the sides of the box that I locked it in. It was escaping fast and...
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