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It always begins as a floating ember, yet this is how the worst forest fires start from before becoming a raging inferno. It starts with frustration, a feeling that builds over time to anger to rage to wrathful insanity. When such fire within is always present, the Irish flame which only needs the smallest amount of fuel to spread and grow out of control like Greek fire. Nothing truly helps permanently; just things that can bring the fire to just a burning glow as it is brought to a temporary calm until kerosine is spilled or purposefully added to it to once more bring on an out-of-control conflagration that destroys all in its path.

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Adain
21:49 Jul 18 2026

I'll be around. I'm always around x

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Staring into an abyss, a pit of despair with no means to pull out of it. A blackhole that just seems to pull further and deeper into it, like quicksand as the more fighting to get out just pulls faster and deeper into the hopelessness of the reality of it all. The reality of the situation just sinks deeper and the endless void ahead seems only to swallow everything and gives nothing in return. Any spotlight to find a way out looks light a cigarette cherry in the distance as the blackness just dims it more. Just a candle to hold on to hope is desired, yet nowhere to be found. All that could ever be wanted is saving, a dream that only fades as the falling for eternity continues.