A dance with the darkness

She made a little house, Deep in a vast valley, Surrounded by blooming flowers And fluttering butterflies. She lay on the silky green meadow, Immersed in the gentle harmony of silence. A soothing breeze brushed past, Playing with her locks and flipping them into a messy knot. All of a sudden, a loud voice echoed, Shuddering, her eyes scanned the surroundings, Seeking the cause of ear-splitting voices echoing around her like a thunderstorm. Her eyes could find nothing— Only the loud hissing of different voices, Shadows looming over her little body, Threatening to extinguish the little light of hope. Petrified, she shut her eyes tight, Covering her ears with her small fingers. After a span that felt endless, She finally opened her eyes. Her eyes searched for her remnants, Her voice strove for her merry laugh, Her mind sought to recall her memories, Her heart yearned to love and to be loved. Only darkness, heavier than a shroud of mist, Surrounded her, shackled by a hollow chain. At last, she ceased her antics, wearily smiling at the fading light within her..!