Night

Night... a part of the day, steeped in mystery, full of magic and unfathomable charm. Night – illuminated by the brilliance of stars – the billion-eyed sky – the navy blue ceiling, brushed by the finest master. Night – hot and sultry in summer, enlivened by the sound of a croaking frog and the concert of a cricket intoxicated by the scent of grass... in winter – frosty, beautiful, captivating with the whiteness of snow varnished by the dawn of the moon. Night – the mother of lovers, the eternal guardian of the act of creating life. Night – filled with the sound of sleepy breathing, a collector of dreams and fantasies...

But night is not only a beautiful phenomenon that inspires poets, the subject of pastel works of art...

Night... is the dark world of human beasts, a theater on whose stages bloody dramas take place, a warehouse of crime and debauchery... Night – a haven of madmen delighting in suffering and pain... Night – the throat of man's sin, meting out his sick justice while clumsily playing God... Night – a casket filled with a million screams of terror from innocent victims of monsters in human skin... Night – a terrarium with optimal conditions for the development of predators...

You are the fruit of SUCH a night...