ambrosia
bittersweet
Shadow Secrets
because everyone has something to hide
[setting:]
The night is stormy–dark. The moon is hidden, and all that's left is the twinkling of the stars, but those are blocked by the heavy clouds. The wind howls, and it sounds almost human, like the wailing of someone in deep despair. The winds are picking up, whipping the leaves from the trees and hurling raindrops down upon the ground.
because everyone has something to hide
[setting:]
The night is stormy–dark. The moon is hidden, and all that's left is the twinkling of the stars, but those are blocked by the heavy clouds. The wind howls, and it sounds almost human, like the wailing of someone in deep despair. The winds are picking up, whipping the leaves from the trees and hurling raindrops down upon the ground.