Post 11pm. The quietness of the hills traded for the quietness of backyards of a random Saturday evening. Listening to the last of todays untold stories, inventing endings that haven't been thought of before. A winter night dreaming of bats and bright moons, with frozen darkness as an enduring companion in everything.

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