A dark conscience
Deep down in the depths, there is a place called nowhere. This place is not seen and not heard but still its existence is as real as the hair growing on your head. It stems from within, drawing just enough nutrients to fulfill its daily share of treats, and then it stays there inside of you, slowly but steadily grasping hold of you. But in its silence, is when it is most deadly, for it is a part of you and should you notice that you've started not to hear its words, then you're in trouble. Be assured, that it should bring no real harm to you while it is brewing inside your thoughts, with its voice resounding and echoing across the planes of your mind. On each and every thought you have, it leaves it prints just before sweeping off to that discrete corner inside you. But beware when you find it to be silent, for at that time its whereabouts are unknown, and because you can't hear it, its brooding is silent no more. Instead, it will catch hold of you and that shall be the dawn when you find yourself in the midsts of a mystery. One so ironically started by yourself...
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