“Jack stepped through the crack into the night. Outside the yard was quiet and thick dark clouds hid the moon from view.” — Peter Bunzl Copy Share Image
“...he could feel hot tears coming to his eyes as the image of that night, outside the house as the November wind… — David Nickle Copy Share Image
The whitest white dipped in clinging dirt. Another summer has thrown its corpse on my floor. The streets have given birth to… — Henry Rollins Copy Share Image
“The night! When the outside world is hiding in darkness, you have to turn on the light within in order to see… — Irina Serban Copy Share Image
