Whispering Truth #308210

Night has come again for me to join her in her solitude, for her to make me feel less lonely. Most of the times, she does serve as companion, but it is too ambiguous for me to truly feel her presence around me. Yes, I see her light, and yes, I see it projecting through me. I feel her power bringing me back to life, to this prototype of life. I really like her even when it was not long ago when I started to even consider that her actual presence existed.