A Mind of Beauty

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"Nyctophobia: extreme or irrational fear of the night or darkness"

Luna was always afraid of the darkness of the night because of her fear of the night and dark. In her mind, dusk brought out sinful creatures and atrocious times.

Amaro believed he was a creature of the night because of his insomnia. When the night was alive, he was alive with it; he wandered in the shadows for an adventure to carry him. He comes in for a surprise when he finds a light to his darkness; a light that doesn't want to illuminate his dreary world.

But in the end, the dark night needs the bright moon as the light needs the darkness to shine.

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His dark eyes roamed her face in the shadows as she took heavy breaths to calm her racing heartbeat. He couldn't help but raise his hand slowly towards her face to move away the stray curls from her face -- his heart racing in miles.

Both of them froze when his hand grazed her soft cheek -- her in alarm and him in awe, wondering how electrifying his touch on her could be.
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This is not a supernatural story.