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Have you ever wondered as you look outside the difference in what a day looks like. You know that for all reasons, it is day, but when the clouds come, and they are dark, it makes you wonder. At least for myself. It is amazing how those lovely billowly things that people fawn over can blot out the sun. Moods change, everyone wants a "sunny day". Who is it to say that it isn't sunny for others?



There were times it did not matter if the sun shined bright, it did nothing for my mood. I felt more alive at night when I could see the moon. You see in my theory and I have been right many times, a person's true self comes out in the dark. What is so easily hidden by the light is brought forth in the dark. It was as if, I could see their aura pulsing out of them, revealing who they were. Sometimes I would ask just one simple question. "Who are you"? That would frighten many. They would always walk away. They would start off with this smug self confidence as if they knew that I could be conquered because I was alone. I was given the name "Lady of Night", because people thought me odd and my caramel colored skin. Sometimes people would come to me and ask for my help as if I were their last hope, other's wanted to challenge me. It was always the same, why do I always come to places alone and leave as I had come. I told them that I am like a ghost. I exist because you see me now. If you were to see me during the day, you would pass me by.



It only made it harder because I am not of the pale skinned variety, but how many times I have heard how beautiful I am and how there should be many a man at my feet. I only laughed and said that is too much of a crown to bare for one as myself.

Oh yes, there were men, but none that I wanted in my keep. I preferred being alone.

I only went places to see. Oh yes, and the things I saw made my skin crawl. And many of them knew it. Yet so many wanted to grace my presence. I wouldn't let them. I was not a novelty nor a strumpet.



Oh yes, in the dark you can see everything. So I tell those who ask, be as you are and don't forget when night falls, you become one. The light hides the other, but the dark brings them together.

I have been having these dreams of being lost. I awaken to find myself in my room, and somehow I spend minutes making sure that my existence is real. This battle of wills that is going on in my mind only seems to intensify. I want to quiet the constant buzzing in my head. Upon waking I am still not allowed to forget the nights repast. If only my slumber could offer some peace that I do not find during the days. Is it so much to ask? One night of unfretful sleep, untouched?