……..the Dark One feels as though time has taken itself from her……that there is no time left….

….how shall she continue to protect her sacred harbor…..who will continue the constant vigil over her magical place if she must leave once again……forever……her mind races not knowing her path……or where she belongs……her heart says she belongs in her place of peace but her mind takes over and in that moment she feels so much pain……her heart breaks for the thousandth time…….she has fought battles beyond what she thought imaginable…..and survived beasts and demons that she never knew existed……but for what……..still, she stands alone hoping for something…….for someone…….to care for her as she is…….not perfect……but as the loving heart and soul……her heart beats with memories hoping for them to remain forever within her…….and her thoughts wander to that pirate with the sparkling eyes who captured her heart when she first came to this perfect place…..her sadness this night envelopes her in its cloak of darkness and light…..for always they are one…….the Dark One remembers and hopes for all to come together as it is meant…….this night…..and always………

……..as the beasts move against the edge of the forest she feels more demons move toward her trying to sway her path……

……one very loud demon who thinks only of her own self…….and others who push her from her given place…….but she draws her sword and lashes out as they attempt to prey upon her territory………the large demon’s mouth large enough to swallow a king cobra………and the others, just fiends passing through with no care but to their coffers of gold coins made from the unwitting eyes of people blind to their offerings……….”Be Gone”, she says…………and they close their arms closer around their takings and turn……riding off on their sad, neglected ponies……and yet, still, there is the loud demon to deal with………the Dark One draws from her power and a lightning bolt erupts from her sword and the loud Demon cowers at her feet……”Go, before I take your head! Leave this place and do not ever return! You are not welcome here and if you do not go at my bequest, the others shall rip you to pieces…..”……..the loud demon scurries away in the woods and is gone……the Dark One returns her sword to its gilded hilt with stars sparkling on her belt…….she hopes for peace and no more demons but knows that they shall appear as time passes….and she will be ready with heart, soul and love to conquer them……..whatever it shall take to protect her place of peace…………..