The spring storm pours downward as the Dark One stands unmoving with the tears upon her face being taken by the cold rain that strikes at her…….

………..as the night air becomes thick with fog and mists take her breath away…..she feels the lightning that strikes close by in her heart and to her very core….of being……….and wonders what is left……wonders what else she can do to save herself……..she leans against the solid length of a great tree and her eyes close……and she hopes for light to come her way before there is no time left for her to find her way out of the darkness that threatens to keep her from dreams of love and peace…….