Looking beyond the setting sun on the horizon, and the smell of blood and death still hanging in the air, I made my way out of the command room in our camp. I wanted to catch the last few rays the sun had to offer, before it set once again. This whole place was different now, I mean how couldn't it be. An entire mountain had disappeared just so that the land below could be a part of the world above once again.
You would think that after staying in a place of perpetual darkness for close to two years, I would hunger for the light and relief the sun brought. That I should be sad to see it dip it's edges beyond the western horizon and have to wait another 18 hours to see it again. 18 whole hours as opposed to the 12 from earth, different, but the darkness-…no I should say the night wasn't so bad. Because on it's own it had qualities to it that even the day could not compare to.
