From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org
Date: Tue, 6 Jun 2000 11:52:51 -0500
Subject: \"Darkness Becoming\" p. 1 of 1 - Quinn Hegal (Post Ep: Chimera) by Quinn Hegal 
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* Title ~ Darkness Becoming
* Author ~ Quinn Hegal
* Email ~ qhegal@hotmail.com (Feedback rocks my world :)
* Website ~ Currently down.
* Achieve ~ Goss, Yes. Eph, Yes. Spooky's, Course. All others ask.
* Classification ~ VA
* Keywords ~ Mulder POV
* Spoilers ~ Chimera
* Disclaimer ~ ((checks ID)) Nope, Not him ;)
* Summary ~ Darkness, Nevermore.
* Notes ~ Originally posted to the 'Ficcial XF MB.
 
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Darkness Becomming
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Black. 

The sole colour of not, nothingness, but everything. 
Nothing cannot have everything, yet the blackness of 
the mind echoes nothing. 

Or does it? 

The mind is deep, filled with more twists and turns 
then we'll ever know. 

Blackness can swallow a person. It can swallow me. It 
can swallow you. 

It can swallow the girl next door who always has a 
smile on her face. 

It's not death. It's not even close. 

It's a fate so much worse than death, to know you 
caused your loved ones pain and suffering, to know 
those around you will *die* because of you. 

It's like the midnight black of a Raven's back. 

Nevermore. 

Raven's are matters of Darkness, entity's of your own 
mind. 

Nevermore, he croaked, Nevermore. 

The raven lands perched on my window sill, a breeze 
ruffling through the room, as the window curtains 
flap. 

The room is black, dark, so dark, though it can never 
match the darkness of my own mind. 

Of the pain. 

The Suffering. 

Her. 

It always comes back to her. 

Is she a raven, like myself, with the blackness that 
no one should *ever* have to experience? 

For nevermore, croaked the raven, flapping his wings. 

Nevermore, he croaked, flapping off my sill, taking a 
part of me with him as he faded away. 

I am alone again, to let the darkness take me, to go 
back to that place I do not wish to *ever* visit again. 

The darkness sets in, pressing down from all sides. 

The black of nothingness envelopes me, And I embrace 
it. 

I have become the darkness. 

I am the raven. He is me. 

And I am free. 

At last. 

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 finis
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Dedicated to the regs (you know who you are) Who were 
just as upset as me after "Chimera" did not, in fact, 
have a *Chimera*, in sense of the myth.

Dedicated to "Edgar Allen Eyes" <3 babe! :)

Feedback to qhegal@hotmail.com

Quinn