Light Of The World You Stepped Down Into Darkness Novels & Stories

No matter what you call this power that watches over you - God, fate or something else - this power watches over you, loves you and wants your happiness, but also must be sure that you will not doubt it when the dark times come. Friends, let yourself be carried away by the power of love, never doubt it, and somewhere along the way you will feel the true happiness that only love can give you. It is love that will keep you in the power of the Light, protecting from the dirty claws of Darkness.

She was like April sky, sunrise in her eyes Child of light, shining star, fire in her heart Brightest day, melting snow, breaking through the chill October and April He was like frozen sky in October night Darkest cloud, endless storm, raining from his heart Coldest moon, deepest blue, tearing down the spring October and April Like hate and love, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start Like light and dark, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start We were like loaded guns, sacrificed our lives We were like love undone, craving to entwine Fatal touch, final thrill, love was bound to kill October and April (...) The Rasmus ft. Anette Olzon - Oc

Tears were threatening to stream down her face as she looked at the people in front of her. "Our side only did what was right, the Dark was revolting against us, they were causing mass destruction everywhere," one of them said. "Why exactly were they doing that?" She asked. "Prejudice, discrimination, the Dark is not evil, it's regarded as evil because you guys labeled it that way. You want peace? It can't be achieved unless the Light steps down. Only, when the light falls, will all the wars will be over," she added and grabbed one of them, smirked at their dumbfounded faces before disappearing into thin air.

"Do you know what I was thinking when I made the plan? I thought I could kill them, but... I also thought it was too easy; I want to make it harder for them little by little until they can't get up again; I want to see how they suffer, how they live in hell, and how they can live in darkness." Sheena chuckled and shook her head. "I've spent my entire life living in darkness; there's no light, and no one can help, so I promised myself that one day I'd come out of the darkness, and my wish has come true." Sheena sipped her drink and smiled. "In her last letter, Mother Esme told me to seek the light of hope, and that's you." She looked at Gaze, who was just listening to her. "You are my light,

🇦​🇧​🇩​🇺​🇱​🇱​🇦​🇭​ 🇦​🇱​🇻​🇮​ Past- August 4th, 2032 'Desire is so sinful and delicious. Some desires are seen as acceptable, and some are not. So society will brainwash us. And will make sure that we do not pursue these desires. But the temptation is forbidden fruit, and sometimes you need to take a bite, even if you cannot go back to the light. The shadows are my home now. And thanks to the beast inside of me, I love it. I always wonder if I can ever be normal again. But I don't really care.'

Each step brought us closer to the climax of our journey, and I could feel a mix of fear and determination surging within me. At last, we reached the heart of darkness, a desolate wasteland where shadows danced and whispered. The embodiment of darkness loomed before us, its form ever-changing and menacing. "I won't let you destroy our world," I said, my voice firm. The darkness laughed, its voice echoing in the void. "You think you can stop me? I am eternal." Cassie stepped forward, her eyes blazing with determination. "We have the artifact, and with it, we can restore balance."

“The light is inevitable. It will consume all.” The group froze, the weight of the figure’s words pressing down on them. The figure stepped out of the forest and into the clearing, its form fully revealed. It was taller than any human, its skin glowing with a light that seemed to shift and change with every movement. Its eyes were pools of pure energy, and its presence was both terrifying and mesmerizing. “You have fought the darkness,” the figure continued, its voice echoing with an otherworldly resonance. “But you have only delayed the inevitable. The light is the true power of the abyss. It has awakened, and it will cleanse this world.”

With a burgeoning sense of purpose, I brought forth all the strength I had left, channelling everything into a single point of focus. The rogue leapt towards me, a threat of claws and gnashing teeth destined to tear me apart if I faltered. But I didn't falter. Arms outstretched, my hands projected a blossoming sphere of light so brilliant it seemed to halt time itself. The illumination penetrated the very fabric of the world, brighter than any sun. Somehow, this light felt different, deeper, as though it were born not only from myself but from all those who stood behind me in spirit. I whispered a silent plea to the universe for the strength of this light to withstand the shadows that sought

The man who has snatched the light from my life, it feels like he is here or maybe I am so paranoid that my mind creates an illusion. He always makes me feel that he is not present but I know he is present in the darkness of the house. He owns it, darkness is his slave and he conquers everything with it. I entered the room and quickly switched on the lights. I can hear my own heartbeats as I gulped in fear and my hands started shaking making the water in my bottle tremble with the movements. Never in my life have I thought that I'll be this terrified to enter my own room. It feels tragic.

“In the shadow of your light, I stand, A figure dimmed by your grand command. You walk in brilliance, proud and free, While darkness wraps itself 'round me. Each step I take is less my own, Bound by a fate I've never known. Your laughter echoes, bright and clear, As I reside in constant fear. The world sees you, a blazing star, While I remain a distant spar. Your achievements, loud and grand, Leave my efforts lost in sand. My voice is but a whispered plea, Drowned by your symphony. My dreams, they pale, they fade, they fall, Overshadowed by your thrall. I trace your steps, a weary path, Haunted by a silent wrath. For every glance that turns your way,