The eerie silence of the night was haunting one way or another. it felt like it was clawing your insides or peeling your skin off your body, either way, it was disturbing, to say the least.
There was a silence to his soul; he am fall leaves under frost. He felt the chill in his blood, coldness bringing the synapses of his brain to a standstill.
Stars lit the sky like snowflakes in the night, yet appeared still, like an old photograph. The blackness defined the gloom that stretched the silence over the whole wide place.
Dayyan stood under the very same sky gawking at the far end of nothingness with the toxic stick wrapped in his fingers. Taking a long drag off it, he blew the sickly smoke into the chilly air. His eyes glazed as if high on drugs. But wasn't he really? Only the drugs tak
