I step into a room full of darkness and shadow.

Ironically, I once feared this darkness.

But it seems as though I have stepped ahead of the clock.

That is,

The darkness has consumed me whole.

Or rather,

The light has ignited the dark.

But it only became possible once I removed that barrier...

The shutters.

"And then that very moon in the sky, became my light"

Once upon a time,

I dreamed of consuming the darkness instead.

If that had happened,

Who would chose me?

The light or the darkness?