In this short dramatic monologue, Dark Angel can be a man or woman who talks to themselves about their destiny.
A: Fear dropped itself upon my chest not long ago, you see? Crippling me, badgering me—thrusting me about like a sword captured in my ribs.
A ghost translucent of the days gone by, without the vividness to haunt me but I remain haunted inside it’s transparency nonetheless—I continue to get directed in ways that make me wish to close my eyes.
Even though I am faded, my imagination travels to unknown worlds. I must. I must. I must…
…Until I re-surface back into the white light…for this purpose alone!
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