Love of darkness I love darkness, especially when I am between the dream and reallity. It is great to walk in the darkness, I feel secure, like no one would annoy me and like as if the time do not matter. I love the peace of the night, and I love the silence. I love to walk on the great grass that seems to be a huge pillow . Today, in the early morning, clouds were black and air was fresh but it was not cold and it was delicious to breathe freely, without any worry in my mind. I dislike to wake up very ealry but then each time I see the magic atmosphere, I really feel good and I forget the pain of leaving my bed.