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The Neophyte
Contently she sits in the darkness, blinded by her ignorance.
While staring into the void a small glimmer of light ruptures onto the
black canvas.
A gasp of air escapes her as adrenaline floods her being.
Watching this brilliant beam of light extending and transforming, she
is consumed with awe and
excitement. Flickering like a distant star, this beacon light calls to
her. She is no longer content with her darkness.
Her emotions overflow and she runs toward this light. Without footprints
in the sand, she cries, "Leave me
not, in darkness!"
by Aeon Aurora
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