Looking up and over I can see the deep ravine mimicking the sky exactly the way Hell mimics Heaven. A mere equal, yet of a darker identity that clings on the brink of magnificent. Antagonizing anyone to take one final step into perdition. The sinister lure can manipulate one in such a way that it's not realized until it's too late.
I rest and ponder of what will be when I reach the fine line between the Light of Good and the Darkness of Evil. Will I cross that fine line, or will I stand strong and let the hands of God lead me not astray?