this is the first ever paragraph i've written for darkest hours. this was the beginning

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"Innocence is something fragile.

Something easy to feign.

And easy to taint.

After one touch, it can be destroyed. Gone. A hint of darkness will be left and it will spread like a disease.

And leave a craving for more.

A wanting that leaves one breathless. Innocence is something that draws people in. Captivates them.

They want to see more of it. Wonder how far it goes. How oblivious one is.

The naïveté is fascinating and mesmerizing. Something soft. That must be kept alive.

But it's so, so beautiful to see it crumble."