The darkness and the light

A creature born
within the comforting anonymity of darkness

Awakens in the harsh truth of daylight

It squirms
in the glare
afraid of the light
that pins it to the chair like a needle through its heart

Its heart beats faster
Panic starts to creep into its soul

Does it understand?
Or is it so blinded by the light
that it can think only of returning
to the velvet cloak of darkness?

No matter

Perhaps it is better that it doesn’t realize
how close death has come

But make no mistake, there is no escape
It has reached the end, and soon it will die

It bares its tiny fangs
hoping for a chance to strike
to sink its teeth deep into the flesh of its tormentor

But that chance will never come

And somewhere
beneath the gleam of hatred in those eyes
lurks the certain knowledge of its impending death

And it begins to know fear

This is part of your guilt. You did this to me

And you don’t even know who I am

I wasn’t part of your war
I was an innocent

I’m glad that you remember
Don’t you feel guilty?
Don’t you feel ashamed of what you did

Indiscriminate killing
No sense of morality
No thought given to the consequences of your actions

That’s what makes us different

The creature’s diseased mind
cannot understand its plight
Its imagination is too limited
to perceive the truth

It cannot be saved

The creature’s cries grow louder
but no one can hear them

It’s time

From the lines of Silaran in Star Trek: Deep Space 9 episode The Darkness and the Light. Lines with plot points in removed and punctuation stripped out. Submitted by Wesley Brown.