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Hope-Darkness
Another Place
Another girl, another place. The bright light flowed around her, trying to purify her cool, dark heart. She felt warmth. Warmth from within her she had never encountered for long. Her darkness-shrouded heart started to crumble under the intense gleam of the light.
Her surroundings were pure white, as if a blizzard is ongoing. However, the deathly silence shows otherwise. A normal blizzard would have been as loud a jet taking off but there is absolutely no sound. This eerie silence is an exact opposite to the heart of the young girl. Her mind was bedazzled with her past, filling with warmth and love. Her heart pumped fast as blood surged through her. She hardly could contain her excitement.
Her heart thumped quicker by the second, sending blood to her individual organs quicker. Her skin turned reddish-pink at that. The grin on her face grew. Her face softened from its usual state and happiness filled her. It was like she was spending quality time with the one she loved so deeply. The one who held the crest of darkness has shown her radiant side. Her soft side outgrew her own heart exponentially with the countless rays of bright white light beaming down on her. Small rainbows formed on the beads of sweat hanging precariously on the tip of her hair, reflecting her inner beauty.
The light heated up the air around her as the sweat drops on her hair grew larger. Beads of salty liquid started to trickle down from her forehead and the drops in her hair dropped onto her shoulders. Her sweat deepened her shirt colour wherever it touches. The small, circular, darkened spots on her shirt were in stark contrast of the piercing white light around her.
Her hands began moving as they swept past her dull red hair. The sweat drops scatter around her and seemingly vanished as it touches the bright light. Her hands began to move swifter, as the heat grew more and more intense, as if a million Suns have lit up all around her. Her feeling of warmth is replaced by a wave of loneliness as the quiet atmosphere took over the sounds in her memories.
The light that seemed to warm her heart is now no longer a friend to the child of darkness, but a terrible foe. Her eyes slammed shut tightly as the light turned hostile. The bright piercing light still seemed to slip through the thin eyelid of hers and attack her retina. The whole world turned blood red for her, even though her eyes are clammed shut. Her skin burned.
"Ahh!" she screamed at the top of her voice. The rays of deadly white light shot at her like darts and the pain she felt was comparable to those felt when a swarm of bees are constantly stinging every inch of your exposed flesh. She could literally hear the sizzling of her clothes. Tiny black dots of carbon residue began appearing on her pink shirt. Her skin was faring no better as they visibly darkened in colour. Her once radiant, reddish-pink skin was no more and the smile held on her face faded with that.
Her fists clenched in the terrible, overwhelming pain. Light…
Light was once regarded as the one which held all goodness. Courage, Friendship, Love, Knowledge, Purity, Sincerity and Kindness have all been regarded as part of light. Darkness, in contrast, is considered the one which bears evil, bringer of death. It seems that what is happening now opposes that very notion. A poor, harmless girl, the daughter of darkness, is captured and attacked ruthlessly and painfully by light, its captor. The evil one seems to the light in this case, a logical paradox. How can light, the one holding all goodness be bad?
Despite all these background to light, the poor little girl is still bathed in the light, being tortured constantly. Her cries became hoarser. Minutes seemed like hours for her and seemingly days have passed for her when it has only been less than an hour that she has been brought to this weird world of total light. The darkness in her has no way to fight back.
"…" A mysterious voice called.
The girl's head tilted up, as if answering to the voice. A moment later, her head drooped back to its original position as a surge of pain overwhelmed her.
"…" The soothing voice called again.
It was recognisable to her, as a friend who has been by her side, a big brother that is comparable to Jianliang.
"S-..."
Immediately, a dull gold glow appeared. Although her eyes are still sealed, she could clearly feel the calming, dull light. The rays of gold light began spreading like golden dust caught in the wind. It reached out to the poor girl.
The cool touch of the golden light sent a tingling sensation down her spine. Within her, a deep power is unlocked as it unleashed itself. Her eyes then opened. An aura of dark purple surrounds her. It shielded her against the agonisingly sharp light.
She watched as the purple and dull gold around her danced in harmony. A small giggle escaped the holder of darkness. The light seemed to retreat as the dull gold, accompanied by her own dark purple grew.
Thank you. Brother of hope. She spoke within her mind as the world faded away from view.