hey! this is violentpop here with a new story. this is also a sort of plea for anyone who reads this-GO WRITE SOMETHING ON MIRACLES! because this fanfic category has been dead for like a year! and I wish that more people will write more material on this captivating and short lived series...
So...COME ON AND BRING MIRACLES BACK TO LIFE!
ok...well here goes nothing! ps. i will reply to all the new stories...so don't be afraid that no one will read them:D
It seemed to engulf him in its thorny grip...chocking him...cutting off the light and the only thing he clung onto.
Where was God?
Sometimes, the Darkness was so overpowering that he couldn't even see the end of the tunnel...doubt and pain seemed to rule his life, as he lived every day, fighting to survive.
Yes...the Darkness was indeed the lurking shadow that seemed to thrive deep in the soul...it was in everyone, every living thing. Just waiting...and watching...The Darkness was the only thing that would destroy the world, reeling chaos and war into action, and the connection between the spirit world and the living would be broken at last-the demons and the evil would win in the end. And it was Paul who would destroy the world.
As his father had found out...