Wanderer of the Night
Some night, on a journey that cannot be explained, it leads him to find something greater than his own existence. Look at how it dominates the horizon and takes over the plain. It is not something random, it is something that drives away my peace, a great silence that floats in space.
I blink, now he's melancholic. Everything is so sweet and smooth, look at your reflection in it, it's the same night. Now that it is exhausted, the light of my sweet friend trickles through the trees while a bird stops the silence. Everything remains as a memory, an idyllic romantic date, a perfect night.