C136 dark obsession

My heart sank seeing my mother's face once again twisted cruelly by some dark obsession. She wasn't like this when dad is here, her gentle spirit had been consumed by endless bitter nights of festering madness.

But I had to believe some glimmer of light yet flickered within her, if only it could be coaxed back from the roiling darkness.

I rested a tentative hand on her clenched fist