In that dark night, without any fear factor
A woman sits before a dancing place of crackling fire,
She holds a glowing orb in a nighttime, quiet space.
The world, deeply silent, untold secrets,
Every star revealed under the starry curtains

Complex dark magic weaves the ebony sky,
The heavens were adorned with a fire flies
Her presence, ethereal and rare, adds a touch of poise,
In the heart of this silent night, she’s awaiting someone

No stolen prose marred or marked in this picture
An original lexicon, a poetic concept in all its beauty.
Amidst the astral cowl, our narrative elegantly unfurls,
on this serene cradle of night, the cosmos softly swirls

 

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8th hour