The night had been long.
As many say, it is always darkest just before dawn.
And then, the sun had broken the horizon. Morning, at last--.
The higher-dimensional being rose to a seated position; their eyes peering upon the rising sun in silence.
โMmm. . .โ
โMhm. . .
Though the moon is far more beautiful.โ
She was the Goddess of night, after all. But that was beside the point.
โ. . . But even I know that the moon only shines due to the light of the sun. So it too is beautiful.โ
Solemn blue hues merely continued to watch the horizon. Almost as if searching for something that clearly wasnt there.
Nyx-- her divine body swathed in a dress of white opposed to the standard black; sighed.
โ. . . Do you need something of me?โ
Be it man--
Be it beast. . .
Or be it even gods themselves.
๐จ๐ณ๐ณ will return to the ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ of night. It is not a matter of 'if', but '๐๐๐๐'.