A oneshot I made. More angst. Enjoy!

The darkness wraps around me, like a blanket. It comforts and protects. It hides things. In the light, I must face my fears and secrets, but for now they are obscured in the shadows. Tears stream down my face, but no one can see. The only evidence will be my puffy red eyes that the light will reveal. Soft sobs echo in the silence, but are absorbed into the night, all but gone. My heart throbs with misery, but here in the dark I can accept it. It doesn't try to break, shatter. I can come to terms.

The darkness is known to conceal. It hides creatures of evil and malice, creatures of magic. It will accept me, for I am like it. We are both misunderstood, miscalculated. Only we know all our secrets. Only we can comprehend the difficulty of being us.

The shadows whisper around me, singing comforting words I can't begin to comprehend. I slowly stop sobbing, and curl into a little ball. They will find me that way come morning. They will notice something is wrong. If they don't, they are blinder than I thought. They will notice, but they won't understand. Only the darkness understands.

I release my misery to it. I let go of the deaths of so many that always fill my conscious. I caused them, each and every one. Freya, Will, Nimueh, Edwin, so many died because of my actions. The guilt presses on me every day, but in the dark I forget. In the shadows those events don't exist.

None understand why I like dark, why I don't use a candle each night as I prepare for sleep. They like the light, which gives crops and represents happiness. That may be why, I'm not happy. I feel akin to the dark, more than humans sometimes.

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