An Ode to the Daughters of Darkness

by Forfun100

"One more thing, when they call you a bitch, tell them thank you. Thank you very much." Olivia Gatwood. What was, what is, and what has yet to come. Six teen girls, who know more about our world than they'd ever be given credit for. Drabbles, head cannons, and character studies for the girls who represent the best and worst of the human spirit. Non linear. Non cannon (sometimes).

34. Jess – Black

It is wrong to say that night is pitch black; trust me, the girl who has seen every new moon night with the eyes of a hawk.

Stars refuse to be burned out, unlike the lights that live on earth.

And the moon, even when she is gone from the sky her shadow hangs over us.

Oh no, night is merely child's play in darkness, in the type of black that is so empty nothing can touch it.

I see only a speck of light, in which I find myself bathing, barely a sliver of shine above me; the rest is so bleak for a minute I am convinced there is nothing but myself and the light above me.

Contrary to prior belief, the light does not beckon you forward when you die. Rather it taunts.

This is the last thing you will ever see, it says, I am the last thing you will ever see. How pathetic it is, for you to want me so desperately.

And yet, I do not want the light.

I want to live in the engulfing dark.

So I do.