Befriend the night for it beckons, all ye who shall listen to its darkness. For it whispers to your left and dances to your right, this darkness you crave. But turn to it, and it’s out of sight, vanishing in the corners of your eyes, this burnt shadow you chase. Like liquid it flows, like time it slows, slipping through the fingers of your mind. Chase crave listen, pray it does not return, this darkness waiting for your hand. In the instant before you understand and reach out to befriend, the burst will swallow your life. And then you are forever grounded in this night.
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