Night falls on the like a warm unknown blanket. Casting a landscape of sparkling blips of light that overflows the heavens, like thousands of servants obeying there mistress the queen of the night sky. Her fun figure form, castings its light guiding leading the way like a dim mysterious sun glowing with pure light; that shines on the planet of a small home. Its ancient décor stood for many a generation glow its beacon of light surrounded by consternated willows, that rustle in the wind as greenery grow on the small pond of a pagoda. The water reflecting its black mirror images of the ancient home as creatures of the night prowl over the pond, venture in to the nights secret world where man sleeps and night takes over. And all is still and peace is giving to well protected by its ruler over the night and her servants at her call can protect those of the earth as it sleeps on is domain.