A+Cruel+Night+Under+the+Moon

Away from the Cultivation and the Concrete Jungle, The moon is the only guiding angel at night. I spread out my fingers in front of my eyes, But I could not see but its outline imprinted on the starry sky. Trees whispering in the eerie silence, the darkness, A perfect hiding place for predators and devils. The relentless wind stole the warmth, tear apart my shelter, But I was reluctant to disturb the darkness, in fear Of awaking the unknown and the mystery.
 * A Cruel Night under the Moon **