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56 is undefined in the eyes of the spade. 4 is a part of the whole, only those who are known. 13 is them all, each of them, each one that makes us human.

Submitted: February 07, 2017

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Submitted: February 07, 2017

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It starts when it let’s the star fall. A burning celestial body that once fallen, creates a crevice. One that reveals the hidings of the humanities. Hidings from a ruler who is yet to murder an own daughter. But with this star comes the sword. A blade so sharp that it can pierce the flesh of the King. A third and forbidden one, but a king all the same. But there is another blade that was brought. A weapon much sharper and more fierce. One that lies in the soul. A darkness that is still yet to escape. Maybe it was better not to let the star fall. To let it live in a void of emptiness. To let it burn itself up, until there is nothing left. Where the only remains are that of a black hole. But even a black hole has some light. The light that is trapped inside the void. The one that will eventually break out, revealing the fire that once shined so bright.

The memories were gone. They were taken. Anything that wishes to grow must do so by true experience. Let it know darkness. Let it know solitude. Let it know death. For only then will it know the true reasons of its adversaries minds. Only then will it truely know the roots of evil that foster in one's mind, and even its own. But like before, to every darkness there is a light. And without light there is no darkness, just emptiness. The only true good is when darkness and light are together. And that makes to sense that this star represents fire. The fire that burns in one's heart, that gives them the vitality to rule. Even to the other three parts of the mask, the requirements to rule are clear. You cannot rule without life. And with life comes peace. The peace that is the star. The other pieces live with this. Ferocity, durability, and light. Only then will the star make the mask. And rule what was given by the ruler. Himself.


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