Unholdable Things

How is it possible to find a light at the bottom of a pit? It's not right? I am a pit of loathing and despondency. So why should I look for those shiny things that dull once within my hands? It doesn't make sense right? Still, I too, though I am a cavern of sadness and loneliness, want to know what it is to be shining, to feel what it is to have radiance. I swear I will return the shiny things, I swear upon the darkest parts of myself. 3 covenants Allow me to hold the shiny things, just once, just once.