Die Lorelei

At first, there is only darkness. Heavy, pitch-black darkness, and the world is cast in it. Then you see him, and the world floods with light.

You are a shadow in the darkness. Extinguished by light, but unable to live without it. Like Icarus, caught between the sea and sky.
And you always did love the sun.

(An analysis of Macaque's dependency in metaphor)
art by me