avinansototo

               Man is not, by nature, a creature of the night. Therefore, by the time the city was wrapped in the silent blanket of the darkness, most of the residents had met the sweet embrace of sleep. Sleep is an odd thing indeed, man's escape from the world of the night and its many predators. There is no fear of these things within the sweet caress of slumber. But they are still there. The shadows do not disappear simply because we do not acknowledge them. Under the veil of the night, even the most innocent of things becomes dark and frightening. Wrapped in a loose-fitting cloak, a figure padded silently through one of the city's count