The dark is complete. It encompasses you, bathes as it wraps its arms around you.
It is comfort and fear. The fear makes shake and shiver, leaving in its wake warmth.
The warmth sustains you. A blanket bringing with it a drowsy familiarity. The familiarity means home.
Darkness in essence is your home.
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