To those who will see, the world waits.
It keeps her purity vacum-sealed to preserve its freshness for her future husband.
Write like it matters, and it will.
Sometimes we seek that which we are not yet ready to find.
I'm sorry, Gemma. But we can't live in the light all of the time. You have to take whatever light you can hold into the dark with you.
What if evil doesn't really exist? What if evil is something dreamed up by man, and there is nothing to struggle against except out own limitations? The constant battle between our will, our desires, and our choices?