We took a sharp turn the night we learned just how black the skies can be. It was unexpected. Some places see that kind of darkness every day but not me, which explains why I'm the only one with bloody feet from the rocks I never saw until it was too late.
I can't even remember why my feet were bare in the first place.
I warned all in my care to be good and obey those I entrusted with their care. I just went for a short walk. I never imagined I would live to regret so much because, in those short hours, I inadvertently empowered a darkness exploiter.
While I was away, the night got so dark, the skies are stained forever.
As the sun creeps out to shine again, it is too bright to bear and we all go inside. There, the light source is artificial but, at least, we can control it.
There's more light to shed. For now, I'm mostly limping through the blackness, hoping to meet you again when day dawns.