[This chapter is dedicated to Zeno98 for being a generous giver of gifts for my story this month of May! Thank you so much for the support~! Ti amo~! ^^]
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It was already late at night and Nevin decided to take his usual night walk to the garden.
The cloudy night softens the vibrant colors of day to soft pastel hues, the kind that awaken the soul and let it stay in serene comfort.
In the serenade of the black, the stars are a choir; they are lights that sing in infinite patterns. Sometimes eyes need music, and the darker the night the sweeter the song.
The sky was black tranquility married to a poetry of stars. It was the softness that called body and brain to rest and let the heart go to its steady rhythm. Night came as a reward of sorts, a restfulness above to calm the soul.
