Blood_for_Bathory

The darkness must escape someway, somehow. When it does, it seeps into the corners and edges of the world, blending with the gathered shadows spilt forth from the souls of others. Shapes form in the blackness and emerge to become ideas; ideas that are best left in one's head but often are shared with others regardless. Perhaps it is best to revel in the darkness proffered, lest one lose themselves to it.