• Night.
    The double-edge sword, double-faced presence of the darkness
    I stare into your enternal abyss.
    Your face not seen, yet, mine as visible as the light--
    Your enemy, to lay me down to sleep like the night of an old man drifting to his nightmares.
    The heart of your being filled with happy sadness, sweet bitterness suffocating me into...
    Nothingness.