(Bl)ink

Negativity was all that Ink seemingly knew. The dull, gray fur clinging to their slim figure as they shuffled along. With nowhere to go and nothing to do, Ink slumped down and sighed. They recalled faint memories of a time when things were brighter and more colorful, but they couldn't shake the addiction of the Abyss. The negative energy all around was too much, they couldn't escape it, but the memories were still there.
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