The wounds were hard to heal, and once they did heal, they left behind the ugly reminder of the scars, those little cracks where fear enjoyed building its den.
The night! When the outside world is hiding in darkness, you have to turn on the light within in order to see where you put your steps.
He lived through the times when Darkness had already swallowed him, and his last, useless convulsions were mistaken with fight. Unwarily, he found himself lying down, senseless as a fly caught in the net of a spider. But, he knew that life was given ...
