Night looked back

Send us Fan MailNight looked back Night looked back at the morning sun, rising behind the rolling banks of clouds, low and pressing,upon the twisted backs of supine hills, angular houses, their jagged rooftops like teeth in the dull metallic of grey skies.Night pulled the cloak of hours from his powerful shoulders, and shook the stars from his long bedraggled hair, they fell in dew drops of millions, through the soft, silent, stillness, of the chilled dampnessof the morning air.For it was a hushed morning, the earth damp, the crisp dawn of light in dewdrops, and dreams, of his starlight,awakening, stretching the bark and branches of trees, slumbering in the half light, still. And as the sun rose,sending tendrils of light in nets of colors,across the morning sky, night turned, and slipped into the sharpening shadows of blindness.Feel free to contact me. Be nice to know who my audience is and perhaps you can suggest some further topics or themes for my writing! And do give me [email protected]