How could one so cold provide such warmth?
To be despised, and yet give comfort...
such a life seems impossible, a fragment of the immagination.
To be evil pure through is less likely,
yet more often perceived to be true.
For how could one evil be good,
and can one good show streaks of evil?
For no matter how dark one's intentions,
no matter how horrible their dreams,
there is always a chance for goodness,
as streak of light.
A ray of hope or comfort.
The warmth of the sun on a winter day.
Author notes
Picture Prompt http://enayla.deviantart.com/art/Fae-of-the-Dark-576084
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Aaaaah, you ask many good questions. Even in every day life I wonder the same things. Great take on the prompt. Thanks for entering my gazillion prompt contest. It’s an honor to read your work!
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