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Sunlight in His Abyss: A Dark Mafia Romance

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“It’s a beautiful thing to see a man put so much trust in his children; to put so much care into their emotional well-being, to build them up from the earliest stages, and motivate them. Most parents are stumped when it comes to their first-born, they are not sure what are the right and wrong things to do, but Mr. Ellison was a natural… He gave his first born everything he never had, and multiplied it with an excessive amount of love and still kept a company going—- face immeasurable amount of pressure and stress, as he said: “ It was the most traumatic period in my life.”

“What a lovely thing a rose is!" He walked past the couch to the open window and held up the drooping stalk of a moss-rose, looking down at the dainty blend of crimson and green. It was a new phase of his character to me, for I had never before seen him show any keen interest in natural objects. "There is nothing in which deduction is so necessary as religion," said he, leaning with his back against the shutters. "It can be built up as an exact science by the reasoner. Our highest assurance of the goodness of Providence seems to me to rest in the flowers. All other things, our powers, our desires, our food, are all really necessary for our existence in the first instance. But this rose is an extra. Its smell and its color are an embellishment of life, not a condition of it. It is only goodness which gives extras, and so I say again that we have much to hope from the flowers.”

“Alex was enlivened by his father's love and felt energized. He knew he would return home; he had felt his strength return a soon as he put on his ring. It was this strength, he thought, that coursed throughout his body that travelled down his spine and then caused his leg muscles to spasm and convulse. The ring imparted more than love, either his father’s, mother's or unknown to him Kera's love. The ring with all its radioactivity could have powered a small city for almost 28 years and now that energy coursed through Alex and his alien physiology. The energy for a city had outlets, junctures and relays along with other electronic devices to distribute that energy and regulate it. Alex's body was new to the experience of this type of phenomenon and it distributed poorly. When his legs convulsed and shook and his spine became alight as fire running down an oil spill, Alex screamed in a ghastly howl that could be heard outside the tomb, as if some rambling soul or spirit had just arisen for vengeance upon those that placed him in the grave.”