Faerie Chiaroscuro

Juxtaposed.

Instead of being a chip

Off the old block I am instead

A bargaining chip.

Light Fae or Dark Fae?

I am both.

Papa promised me

to the Dark,

Mama

to the light.

The darkness pulls me, gnawing and biting

Nightmare shadows and troubled dreams

Moonlight and serenity, calm night breeze

Gentle rain on the windowsill

I revel in the dark.

The light blinds me, harsh and scorching

Dried up fields and sun poisoning

Soaking up warm rays, plants grow, grow, grow

Sunrise promising a better tomorrow.

The custody battle from Hell

A faerie circle's forbidden dance

I am trapped in this cycle

Betrayed by blood

Weaponized by eldritch forces

I am alone.