Lights twinkle in the sky above, glistening against the darkness of the night. Some people call those bright lights in the sky stars. But I’ve always known them to be my curse. The blackness of the night curls around me, enveloping me in a soothing cold. A sigh escapes my mouth and icy, frigid air ghosts forth in a chilling cloud. It’s beautiful. The cloud disperses all too quickly, and the light shines through. What a wretched thing is light. Filling small faces with joy and delight as children dance and play in the sun. No, the darkness is much better. A chilling whisper to echo through the black, sending shivers down the spines of those children who delight in the sun during the day. But at night, they scream out for their daddies and mommies to make the monsters go away, how they’re afraid of the dark, but the darkness is not what they truly fear. It’s what lurks in the darkness that makes children quake in their beds, and make parents worry until their children are home and safe for the night. But once you’ve learned what the darkness holds, there is nothing to fear. I have found a friend in the darkness. Do not fear the cold, black night. Embrace it, quickly now, before it embraces you.