I was in a dark hole. There was barely any air, and the dust made my otherwise shining person dull. If one would describe me, I believe one would not say much about me. Without a doubt, they would only describe my usefulness. I help people, I open doors, opportunities, and portals to a more and more deteriorating society. I help, and the only thank you I ever get are curses.
Rated: K+ - English - Spiritual/Hurt/Comfort - Chapters: 1 - Words: 415 - Published: 3/21