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Embracing the Darkness

whispered in hushed tones

By Samir hosnyPublished 2 months ago 2 min read
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Once upon a time, in a small village nestled between towering mountains and dense forests, there existed a legend as old as time itself. It was a tale whispered in hushed tones around flickering fires, a story that sent shivers down the spines of those who heard it. This was the legend of the Darkness.

The Darkness was not merely the absence of light; it was a living entity, a force that lurked in the shadows, feeding on fear and despair. For centuries, the villagers had lived in fear of the Darkness, never daring to venture out after sunset, always locking themselves indoors when night fell.

Amongst the villagers was a young girl named Elara. She was different from the others, curious and adventurous, unafraid of the mysteries that lay beyond the safety of the village walls. Elara had always been drawn to the darkness, sensing something within it calling out to her, beckoning her to explore its depths.

One fateful evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and the first stars began to twinkle in the night sky, Elara made a decision that would change her life forever. Ignoring the warnings of her elders, she slipped out of her home and into the embrace of the Darkness.

At first, the darkness was oppressive, suffocating even. Elara stumbled blindly through the night, her heart pounding in her chest, her senses overwhelmed by the absence of light. But as she ventured deeper into the shadows, something remarkable began to happen.

Instead of fear, Elara felt a sense of calm wash over her. The darkness no longer seemed like an enemy but a friend, wrapping her in its comforting embrace. She felt as if she were being guided by an unseen hand, leading her towards a destination unknown.

As she walked, Elara became aware of a faint glow in the distance, a soft light that seemed to pierce through the darkness like a beacon of hope. Intrigued, she quickened her pace, her curiosity overriding any lingering sense of fear.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Elara emerged into a clearing bathed in moonlight. Before her stood a magnificent tree, its branches reaching towards the heavens, its leaves shimmering like silver in the night. And beneath the tree, seated on a moss-covered rock, was a figure cloaked in shadow.

Drawing closer, Elara realized that the figure was not a threat but a guardian, a protector of the Darkness. It spoke to her in a voice like the rustle of leaves in the wind, telling her of the true nature of the darkness and the power it held within.

In that moment, Elara understood. The Darkness was not something to be feared but embraced, a part of the natural balance of the world. With newfound wisdom, she returned to her village, no longer afraid of the night but eager to share her discovery with others.

From that day forth, the villagers no longer cowered in fear of the Darkness. Instead, they embraced it as Elara had done, recognizing its beauty and its importance in the tapestry of life. And though the Darkness would always remain a mystery, it was no longer something to be shunned but celebrated, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there is always light to be found.

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Samir hosny

From mysteries and thrills to soul-satisfying. Join me on a few excursions via little tales that will enliven your spirit or pique your curiosity. In either case, your emotions come to life and your mind goes on a journey.

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