Between ribs of steel lies a heart of glass. Except this glass is the shade of night and not even the brilliant light of stars dare shine through. It serves as a prison and a shield, easily broken from within, but is impossible to shatter from beyond. This cage of mine protects what I hold dear, but I fear the world will somehow see what lies inside. Even now as I write these lines, I can feel the glass begin to crack. Thin thunder bolt lines run across the black surface, allowing light to seep into the hidden confines. I can no longer keep secret what lies inside this glass heart of mine.
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