The darkness is seductive. It's always been calling you, beckoning you to come hither. There always was darkness inside you, caged and sleeping—waiting for the right moment to pounce. But you pay it no heed, because that's something you can always ignore. And you will never pay attention to it. You had no plans to.
You were held in the light by something. You had a lifeline and you'd do anything to keep it. You don't what you'd do if the line gets broken or worse, severed. You sincerely hope it doesn't, because you're not ready to let go—not just yet. You hold on, because that's what you know you can do best.
But Fate was a harsh goddess. She refused you your lifeline, breaking it in front of you and you can never fix it again. And then there was just so much anger. The darkness inside you was cackling in glee, then it breaks out of its cage. Suddenly, it grips your heart. It holds on to it and whispers in your ear about power. About what you can do with the darkness beside you. Because the darkness will always follow you. Hurt and defeated, you succumb to it, feeling a great surge of power come inside you as your last bit of humanity left.
For a time, you forgot who you once were. The darkness was a constant companion, and you found yourself destroying anything that reminded you of the light. Your guard is always up, never letting in anything or anyone take away that one thing that made you who you are: the shadows. But what they didn't know—what they will never know—is how much you still regret letting Fate take away your lifeline. You let yourself drown in memories, refusing to let even darkness get to it.
At some point in your life, there comes another piece of a puzzle that you have long forgotten. You forgot that even the darkness has ways to betray you. That even if you thought you had everything handled, you see that you never will. Because darkness has always been playing you, using you to keep everything in the black blanket. And one day, the darkness thought it best to let you fall. You fight it—because you always did fight everything that came in your way—until eventually, you get the light back.
But with it comes a price. You have lived far too long in the darkness. The light was suddenly too much for you to handle. But instead of going against it, you welcome it. You know it was time. And you smile because suddenly, your lifeline appears in front of you, basking in a silvery glow. You reach out and take it.
And then, you disappear.
This work of creative writing was inspired by Star Wars, particularly Anakin Skywalker. Star Wars is the work of George Lucas. No copyright infringement intended.
You were held in the light by something. You had a lifeline and you'd do anything to keep it. You don't what you'd do if the line gets broken or worse, severed. You sincerely hope it doesn't, because you're not ready to let go—not just yet. You hold on, because that's what you know you can do best.
But Fate was a harsh goddess. She refused you your lifeline, breaking it in front of you and you can never fix it again. And then there was just so much anger. The darkness inside you was cackling in glee, then it breaks out of its cage. Suddenly, it grips your heart. It holds on to it and whispers in your ear about power. About what you can do with the darkness beside you. Because the darkness will always follow you. Hurt and defeated, you succumb to it, feeling a great surge of power come inside you as your last bit of humanity left.
For a time, you forgot who you once were. The darkness was a constant companion, and you found yourself destroying anything that reminded you of the light. Your guard is always up, never letting in anything or anyone take away that one thing that made you who you are: the shadows. But what they didn't know—what they will never know—is how much you still regret letting Fate take away your lifeline. You let yourself drown in memories, refusing to let even darkness get to it.
At some point in your life, there comes another piece of a puzzle that you have long forgotten. You forgot that even the darkness has ways to betray you. That even if you thought you had everything handled, you see that you never will. Because darkness has always been playing you, using you to keep everything in the black blanket. And one day, the darkness thought it best to let you fall. You fight it—because you always did fight everything that came in your way—until eventually, you get the light back.
But with it comes a price. You have lived far too long in the darkness. The light was suddenly too much for you to handle. But instead of going against it, you welcome it. You know it was time. And you smile because suddenly, your lifeline appears in front of you, basking in a silvery glow. You reach out and take it.
And then, you disappear.
This work of creative writing was inspired by Star Wars, particularly Anakin Skywalker. Star Wars is the work of George Lucas. No copyright infringement intended.
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