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1 " O lead me onward to the loneliest shade, The darkest place that quiet ever made, Where kingcups grow most beauteous to behold And shut up green and open into gold. "
― John Clare , Poems Chiefly from Manuscript
2 " His words were almost soundless. " I've gotten to a really dark place, Melly. The darkest place I've ever been." " You don't have to be there anymore," she told him gently. " Don't you know what happens at the darkest point of the day?" He stroked her soft lower lip with the ball of one thumb. " What?" She rubbed her fingers soothingly along his muscled forearms. " A beautiful, brand-new day begins, and it's all fresh and full of promise." She smiled into his gaze. " That's why magic in the fairy tales happens at midnight, you know. When you reach that point, you have the power to change everything. "
