Moonlight streams upon the brick pathways lighting the Dark One’s path as she walks in peace…….

…….as she breathes in the pure air of light, a scent not unfamiliar to her is again there on the edge of night….once again she frees her dagger from its silver hilt and holds her arm out waiting…..watching……as the last few vipers leer at her, she challenges them to fight…..they encircle her and she is unafraid…….with strength, the Dark One slashes their throats and they lay at her feet as they are meant to be…..lifeless turning into ashes as she watches their yellow blood seep into the ground of her place of peace. And, she knows that no matter that light has come to her she will forever be watching and waiting for those that try to take joy and life from her…..but they will not win…...they will not rule over the Dark One of Light……not ever……..