Written by Jacob Ibrag
The day’s sun puts on a different
mask at night. Moon showers a familiar light
as she tilts her eyes to the great white ball in the sky.
Darkness struggles to contain her mind, fighting its way
down her spine. Seeking refuge, doing everything it can to
move her hands towards the direction where it’s taking the
most damage. Succeeding yet it’s too late, she’s addicted.
Illumination. A host to a new drug filled with new
visions. A new hope, her new religion.
Art by Casey Weldon


Hope never dies
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Beautifull lines 😊
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Thanks 🙂
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Love it !!!!!
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Thanks Alice 🙂
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