Dark-nice

Darkness dwindled upon her; her sanctuary. The place she abided to go when the world spoke of ridicule. She acquired all the wisdom and strength in the world, but being in isolation is all she yearned for. There, she knew no such anguish or hostility. There, that was her sanctuary.

Ring, ring

My eyes are heavy, as are my shoulders. A weight bares upon myself. I stare at ten simple digits and a call sign. I ask myself, what is it that I would say? I presume small talk, but then I wonder, is it worth while? I've decided to take this path head on. Not because I want to, but because I have to. My strength is about to be pushed to the limits. I just hope I'm ready for that moment. I imagine it. Ring, ring, ring... Hello? I wonder. Am I brave enough?