He closed his eyes and replied, "It's in the dark that I can grasp what I can't reach in the light."
"And what is it?"
"Peace." He breathed and she saw the serenity dancing on his beautiful face that was almost shrouded by his dark hood.
She was jealous of how peaceful he looked so she slowly closed her eyes as he opened his and swung his scythe across her body just as when the last sand in her hourglass fell.
The darkness rushed like the waves... inundating her. It was overwhelming at first but it wasn't scary as she thought it was. It wasn't painful like when she's in the light. It was like exactly as he said.... peaceful.
"The dark is beautiful." She murmured.
"Indeed." He whispered while looking at her beautiful face.