The Color Series
Smelling of licorice and coffee, frequenting concerts and funerals. Moon damp and cool recalling early autumn sunsets and bracing winter mornings.
Contrasted with white in politics and art, labeled extreme. A favorite of metal goths and raven haired vampires, lurking behind corners, ducking the light. Some fear you, yet internal darkness is the genuine ghoul.
Quiet obsidian sky stretching over slumbering pasture, exhaling reflection and peace. Light is not adversary but partner, the other side of the same circle. Coexistence is your password, balance your purpose.
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