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 he Darkness squirmed today....it died a little I think. It really doesn’t matter, the Darkness isn’t something you can kill completely, and if even one tendril remains, it’ll grow, and keep growing till it takes over. The trick is to prune it, keep it tame and under control, keep it from overstepping its bounds.Today I felt something, it felt like nothing I know, I think it was what the poets call love and the bandits call lust. Whatever it was the Darkness didn’t like it one bit. The woman was always there, has been for 5 years, but I never looked at her before, I mean truly looked into her, looked as the wolf looks at me in my dreams, beyond the flesh, beyond the soul. Beyond all and into the Darkness within... I saw me... We are the same... two halves of one being...separated for eternity but together now... and my god the power we must have... to feel the Darkness writhe and scream inside me... to hear it tell me that I was wrong...that nothing was there... the power we have... to scare what lies within. She is not aware. I fear to tell her. I fear not to. The Darkness fears nothing but loathes all. |
