The Heralding of Night

Nothing can stop it, darkness is coming.Swallowing the sun like the reapers cloak.Heralded not by fanfares or glory but by the cry of the owl and the fox. Peace descends as the diurnal creatures find their shelter.The night hunters begin their prowl, shrouded by the night.Dying hues are the promise of the light that it … Continue reading The Heralding of Night