C a Rene

Into Darkness C a Rene

It's coiled so tight.
Wrapped around my very soul, the tendrils of hate burning incessantly as they burrow deeper.
The darkness has claimed me for its own... and I refuse to disappoint it.



The blood of my father has coated my hands along with a few others, but I won't stop now.
This is only the beginning and I have a list of wrongs that I need to make right.
I will do anything to protect the ones I love... even if it means more blood on my hands.