“Someone I loved once gave me a box full of darkness. It took me years to understand that this too, was a gift.”- Mary Oliver
(dark isn’t always evil. it’s just dark. thick and black, heavy. she doesn’t mind the weight. she rules the darkness, living in the shadows and reaching her claws out to catch the demons who linger in her kingdom too long. she rescues the girls who seek comfort in her bounds, the girls who enjoy the night even without the moon. she does not turn away any soul who finds the dark a refuge. they are her children and her subjects. she is loyal to them. she guts those who would do them harm.)
