“What is it doing to me? Will the darkness consume me?”

“So? What are you going to do about it? Throw your mashed potatoes at me? I'm consumed by terror.”

“Seconds seem like a life time when the life you lived is slowly drained out of you by those who care not what you felt, hoped, or dreamed. When the darkness comes it is all consuming, there is no light and there is no pain. It is the never ending loss of hope that now consumes me as I die in his arms.”

“What was it Danilov told me before I left? Something about how one day I would stand at a crossroads where I could choose the Light, which illuminated the sky with its warmth and golden glow - or the Darkness, which at first seemed soothing and inviting, but which would consume me in its flames. But do I have to wait for that crossroads? Isn't it present at every moment of my life?”

“What is dark within me, illumine.”

“When you look up/ Do you see the blue sky of what might be / Or the darkness of what will never be? / Do you see me?Kami Garcia/Margaret Stohl”