Dare i strike a match in an unknown room, just to satisfy curiosity? just to see something in a new light, in a new prospective. May i invoke that shadow across the corridor? Pull it in to see it's face, to send it back to its place, only to stare the most fear in the eyes, to say that i have done so. Watching from a far has drained its own energy. Tempting, antagonizing, threatening, all depicted and the brightest lights, too opaque to reveal anything real. Still not one step back would be taken, even as it breathes down my neck, and just when its ready to fight, I'll strike the match.
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