Darkness was either the peace that could comfort after a tiring day. The silence that came with it as the world blurred out for a moment. A place where there are no distractions. Many would attempt to search for it.
Dreams could be darkness too.
Then there was the other one. The darkness that all troubled souls tend to avoid as it has the capability to engulf their very fears and use it against them. The one that would grip their hearts until they could no longer move.
Voices that sounded from afar yet could be heard loud and clear into one's ears.
The regrets that one had in life would repeat in their mind. Endless suffering.
Hell.
No matter how much one should struggle, the moment one's foot crossed the abyss the path of return has collapsed.
Perhaps too much curiosity of the unknown would lead to one's demise.
