Wings of Darkness

The night seems terribly dark, of an unfathomable blackness where the worst nightmares dwell. For the archer Yin, however, the night is made of shadows, brown or reddish, velvety or light, as if it were inhabited by flying beings that cannot be seen during the day, like wings of darkness. The night seems terribly dark, of an unfathomable blackness where the worst nightmares dwell. For the archer Yin, however, the night is made of shadows, brown or reddish, velvety or light, as if it were inhabited by flying beings that cannot be seen during the day, like wings of darkness. The night seems terribly dark, of an unfathomable blackness where the worst nightmares dwell. For the archer Yin, however, the night is made of shadows, brown or reddish, velvety or light, as if it were inhabited by flying beings that cannot be seen during the day, like wings of darkness. The night seems terribly dark, of an unfathomable blackness where the worst nightmares dwell. For the archer Yin, however, the night is made of shadows, brown or reddish, velvety or light, as if it were inhabited by flying beings that cannot be seen during the day, like wings of darkness.