when night falls…

the sun secretly slips over the horizon, stars start to sparkle and houses begin to creak. something mysterious happens, something melancholy, something macabre; something innocent and sweet occurs when our beloved sun sluggishly disappears from the sky. 

something…

the mysterious night, with all of its shadowy parts, cover and surround us. night tenderly frightens, it ruthlessly seduces us, with the glistening sky full of a million diamond wishes. the beacon moon proudly positions himself above us and sarcastically observes the pure sadness, longing and fear that the night caries with it.