Light, like no light you’ve ever seen,

Echoing like sound through the caverns of the village.

Light refracting and bounding down the walls,

Down night’s deepest halls,

We can’t escape it.

And that light is scary,

That light’s a monster,

That light is horrible because we can’t outrun it,

Hide from it, turn it off and wallow in darkness.

That light becomes the dark you can’t escape.

That light becomes the night that sees no day.

That light becomes our horror, our deepest, most animated terror.

And what a funny thing, light becoming terror.

And if light can scare us, the light that pervades all darkness,

What courage do we have?

What courage do these creatures possess, who hide from an ever-finding light?

We crave the darkness. We seek the night.

So much so, that we are troubled by the light.