I have been in this state of melancholy and acceptance. There is a fine line between the two, but the similarities have never struck me before, but in these moments, it is hard to ignore.
The witching hour is almost upon us, so it is almost befitting of the mood. The world has descended into some sort of chaos and there isn't a damn thing we can do about it. All we can do is find some way to survive the next day. Dodging those pesky ghouls and goblins that are around every corner, both figuratively and literally.
I mean, we can't all be bad-ass monster hunters, now can we? If we aren't aware of the inner workings of this world, then we have nothing to be afraid of. If only it was as easy as that, there is no way to turn a blind eye, not when you are living through these restle...
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