Whispers

"Darkness," they whisper to me. "Is that not what you saught?"
"Times have changed," I replied. "I no longer desire that which you offer."
"Is that right? You cannot hide your thoughts and desires from me. I see the deepest secrets that you keep from the word. The shadows which you crave, the darkness which you covet."
"You're wrong," I say. "I have no hidden cravings or covets."
"Oh, sweet child of darkness, you cannot lie to me. I have seen that which is in your heart and hidden in your soul. That genius which turns to madness. The madness which turns to genius. You need not fear these unknown feelings. Give them to me and I shall make your wish come true."
"I have no wish."
"Do not fight me."
"I have no desires."
"You cannot decieve me."
"I am not mad."
"Your genius is madness in itself."
"I am not a creature of darkness!"
The darkness laughs. "Oh, but you are. You are my beloved daughter of shadows. You are the egg which I have cared for that will soon hatch into my greatest masterpeice!"
"I... I'm scared."
"Do not be frightened, sweet daughter of shadows. I shall watch over you and guard your madness until it is ready to bloom."