Ring Master Of Carnivle of the Damned1769's blog: "Carnivàle"

Evil, true, pure, original evil was scattered long ago. Even the greatest of all could not completely destroy, what had been created as with good, before time. Sending it to the four winds had been the only option. Much evil lay in wait for just the right mind, just the right heart to feed on. Evil cannot survive on it's own, it must be fed, a fact it preferred not be known. For each evil that lives, a good heart is what feeds it. Unknowingly, yet powerless to leave. The favorite sustenance of evil is devoured love. Soul mate love, love destined by the Gods and Goddesses. Love that was created as with all emotions, before anything else. Love meant to last long after time itself ceases to exist.