The Regurgitation of Emotive Illustrations

there he was, born in the light, always envied those, that stood in the dark. how he wished, he was the dark knight, one that had nothing to lose, one that had nothing to fear.

he played with fire, he toyed with elements, where does he land, here in the dark, accompanied by those he envied. how he felt like, a dream come true. how it seemed so perfect, so undeniably attractive.

nevertheless, thoughts crossed his mind, who he was, who he really is.

that's when it starts falling in. it all starts to clear up, at least, that's what he hopes.