The darkness was always bright. Every pore of darkness absolute in its generosity.
Then came the light exploding in its ambiguity forcing it's way through the womb of supposed decay that the darkness proclaimed.
Standing tall in its righteousness wanting to bear the insignia of a better Tommorrow.
Light stood in front of darkness and held it hostage. Then there was nothing. Swimming excitedly towards a Tommorrow that perhaps could not be.
Iight was here to stay and darkness had to leave
 As it was always supposed to .when the night is darkest the dawn is nigh they say. They were true in their tales.
Darkness tuned to walk away. Light felt a sense of victory it was her birth right to win always.
But a second lapsed and darkness turned.
The look was of a great warrior who played by the rules a warrior that was honest till it hurt.
Light wavered for a second,truth was just hers to keep. Yet there it was wrapped in a cold sweat of nothingness.
She had to leave, to find it again in a place brightly lit, for it could not exist where she just saw a glimpse of it.