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Solivigant - (adj.)wandering alone He caressed the darkness, hands gliding through it with ease. It was suffocating - being alone in a world surrounded by enemies. But nonetheless, this world of silence was his. And never, had this empty world hurt him. He always seemed to be alone in anything he did; no support; no nothing. He had no one. He had tried to reach out; he had screamed for help, for love, but never, not once, did they look at him. No, he was a shadow. Alone in this world of pain and darkness. Now, he embraced it, hugging it to himself, building a wall of black so high that nothing could bring it down. He would always be wandering alone. That was, until class 1-A had barged into his life, intent on ruining what he had so carefully built through years of pain and suffering. He would have preferred it if they had just been like everyone else. He would have preferred it if they hadn't been so hell bent on trying to fix what had already been turned to dust. "I wish that I had never met you."
Selcouth
