Darkness has come the sun has been devoured by the notorious beast with white fangs, it eats its prey with one gulp, turns the skyinto a xanadu coloor with hues of tainted royal then completes its task to paint it lcorice. Darkness is my old faithful comrade it wraps me up like a quiled blanket , I am not afraid , I am whole , I am at peace. I am ok with hiding among the shadows they know me well at the darkness bar, where the wood is ebony, the walls cracked with age and regret and smell of rot and wine. The bartender is an old friend he knows me well.His face worn like leather , his eyes sullken with a story to tell and secrets kept. His rough hands show age and skill , he pours the liquid courage of the night, slides it down. I sip its beautiful grape twined juice , savor the wood burned hunes , it warms my belly for the night. and the locals play poker and talk smack and legends till closing time last call where darkness is king.