He was not afraid of the dark, for it was light turned inside out.
He always found himself illuminated, where others fumbled about.
He had no fear of monsters, or creatures under the bed, knowing as he did that monsters, where hidden in the head.
Now when it came to angels, he saw through the facade, of an alien, usurper race, performing masquerade.
He conversed with many demons, though he knew them best as Gods, and he did not disrespect them, with commanding wands and rods.
So when it came to the question, which one of them was right, he would always choose the darkness, and embrace the light at night.
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