Under the beam of the spring moonlight, where night dwellers ruled the dark; was it destiny? Or just fate's whimsical nature brought us together? Whether it's a twist of fate, coincidence, accident, chance, luck, or just a fluke; either way, we did meet that night. Well, whatever or whoever brought us together, how do I say this, it's not even a laughing matter, to begin with.
Fate must be so bored and had that much free time that it even got us involved in its capricious nature.
It was hardly a good encounter.
If I had to summarize it into simple words, the right words probably go like this...
"Astonishingly I found myself looking fascinated to a stunning catastrophe taking shape before my eyes"
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What does the night represent to you?
For me , At night this is when we all get a little brave .
It's when we all express ourselves in unique ways .
Beneath the moon , the stars and the dark sky two souls meet.
She was the sun
He was the moon.
Imagine the conversations between them?
As they let go of all the mess and problems they face during the day , they reveal theirselves in the most raw way possible during their incidents at night.
But they only lie about one thing .
Who they were during the day.
