Nyx Perhaps the night is victory flying over worlds and skies overtaking our busy lives with hours meant for quiet perhaps the night is stronger a spell more powerful than the sun spreading from the ancient goddess to conquer all she sees - Caroline A. Slee

Waiting Lakes

The night calls and we wander out of doors onto the cool grass cricket silent the sounds of cities swallowed in trees and mountains and the darkness as our feet reach the water and we let ourselves go into the element we call home ~ Caroline A. Slee

Night Falls

Rosemary on the air and memories carried on the stars The night pours over us a fall of magic and power As words weave a spell for the moonlight Sweet dreams - Caroline A. Slee