Once upon a time there was an ugly duckling. It was odd and clumsy and did everything differently. All the other animals made fun of him day after day.
The duckling couldn't understand why so much hatred surrounded his existence. Slowly but surely the darkness crept inside his mind as he started to hate himself too, feeling ashamed of being alive.
Now hell wasn't only the outside world, it had all been absorbed into his little head and was burning him from inside. Hard to tame, it was bursting out and so his family sent him away.
Many years passed by and, as life had become a walk on the edge of death, the little creature decided it was tired of being a freak. Perhaps it was time to become a swan.
But the darkness could now never go away, as it was etched in his growing flesh, anchored in a sea of tears deep in his heart.
And so, against all odds, it turned into a black swan, dark as the shadow of night.