The velvety sky, black and purple, is decorated lovingly with shimmering speckles of light. The moon, full and bright, stares intently at the trees, making them appear like complex skeletons haunting the woods. Fragrant flowers locked up tightly, wait for the renewal of the sun. Crickets conduct their symphonies, accompanied by the wolf’s lonely howling and the rattling of the curling dead leaves. A single breath from the heavens envelop me gently, wrapping around my body coldly, causing goosebumps to adorn my skin.