Literature
Darkness
Darkness, Daniel knew, was much more than just the insufficiency of light. It was something far more real and terrifying than that. No, the darkness he knew in the corridors of Brennenburg was no normal darkness. Its shadows weren't mere patches of black. All of it was far more violent, brutal and real.
Eyes worryingly checking the level of oil in his lantern and hands flitting in pockets in search of more tinderboxes, Daniel slowly continued down the stone corridor. A couple of lit torches illuminated his path. Dully though and even with the flickering lights of torches, he felt like he was shrouded in the darkness. It was like a c