Standing at the edge of the cliff it was clear he was fighting with himself. Cursed by grace with the inability to unhinge his feelings to others, his heart was charred in every corner. Hiding behind his tired eyes and soulless smile, he had been forlorn and odious for time innumerable.
Shackled in a ghastly chasm he had grieved alone for far too long.
Falling forevermore in a bottomless abyss. Confused and in...