In the realm of the shining sun, where light meets the Earth, I have been darkness. Perhaps in the realm of the pale moon, under a sea of stars, swirling around a darkening void, I will be light.
I have shed my old skin. My marble interior is now my exterior. I thought me a beast, I thought me a monster. I am both, yes. Both can be things to adore. I am stronger than your bondage. Brick by bri