Day 365

Dear diary,

It's over. I'm free. Their ownership over me has come to an end. I shall not have to hide, quivering in the dark damp corner of this cell another minute, for I am ascending from hell. If this diary is found, in a year, in a decade, in a century, in a millennium...please be wary. Don't be fooled by their appearance, for they are much darker, corrupt and heinous creatures than they lead you on to be. At first their touch seems so sweet, so pure. Their whispers seem to comfort you and protect you. Their embraces warm you. But their savage nature will reveal itself when it's too late for you to escape. You will stay, forever loved, in a dark shadow of this world. Be warned. Do not be blinded by their shine.

I bid my final adieu, 

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