When the darkness meets the light, they don't instantly start to fight to claim the space. They try to merge, forming a gray area—
But the gray area, it ends up being the minority, and it ends up being disliked by both sides. Thus the war for survival begins.
One wisp of black overturned by the light, one ray of light swallowed by the darkness.
Yet… they both don't realize without light there is no darkness, and without darkness there is nothing to light up.
Inside a dark cave devoid of any sunlight, the air was thick but not flowing; there was moisture that would make you feel like bathing if you stayed in it for too long.
Yet there was no source of water in this place.
There was practically nothing besides two things.
One was the only source of light, the white lily flowers. Not just a bunch of them, but the entire bed of flowers, and they were in the shape of a rose, a symbol of purity, innocence, and new beginnings.
