Sunshine surrounded me, flowing over me and into my spirit. Joy filled me heart for the first time in a long time. I can't remember the last time there was no darkness and only light. It is a far off memory that is forever out of my reach. I long to stay here in this warm haven, but I know that I can't. I have been cold for so long. But something is drawing me back, something that I can't live without. A voice smooth as silk is calling me. This voice is my refuge in the dark. It is my solace, the reason I entered the dark in the first place.
"Alina,"
I open my eyes to the sound of that voice. Darkness fills the room but that is nothing new. The only light is that from a lantern burning softly across the room. Shadows dance across the room, but I am not afraid. I have lived in the shadows too long to be frightened of them. I feel a cool hand caressing the side of my face. I lean into that familiar touch. His grey eyes burn into mine.
"What where you dreaming about Alina?" He asks.
I sigh knowing he is not going to like my answer. He doesn't want me thinking of the past. The past is just something that can drag us down.
"Sunshine. I was dreaming of pure sunshine."
I look in his eyes to gauge his emotion, but surprisingly I find none. His face is impassive as he regard me.
"Do you miss the light Alina?" he whispers softly. I know he is not speaking literally.
"Sometimes I do. But then if I was in the light I wouldn't have you. You are my darkness and I wouldn't trade you for anything. Not even to be in the light. You have crept into my soul and taken my light for your own, and that is the only way I want it. If I have to live in the darkness for you to have light then I will and I will never think twice about it."
His eyes soften and he pulls me close to his body. We are pressed against one another, not knowing where one starts and the other ends. This is the way it should be, forever. Ever so slowly he brings his lips down on mine. I am filled with a burning that only he can fuel. My hands run through his inky black hair. It is so soft to the touch. I love the feeling of his hair in my hands. Soon the room is filled with light mixing with shadows. You can't have shadows without the light.