Share with us a moment when you felt like hope was all you had left. How did you find solace in the darkness? What was your "Hope Heaven Blacked" experience?
When the heavens go dark and the external light fails, the responsibility shifts inward. We are challenged to stop looking at the sky for rescue and instead strike a match in the dark, becoming our own source of light.
If you intended this as a prompt to an informative feature on a made-up topic, let me know, and I can write a fictional encyclopedia-style entry for “Hope Heaven Blacked” based on the evocative name.
