A dark veil of frozen mist curled along as she walked by. Even the gods reigning the boundless skies fretted her very presence. Her beauty was immeasurable even by Venus herself and undescribable by any script known to man. Her hair was a shining shroud of starless sky, and her eyes, an endless void of black. Such vast and enigmatic was her soul that infinity was nothing more than her breath.
Spawned from Chaos, even eons failed to mark her genesis. Even the demons of the darkest nightmares were brighter than her heart.
The Fates circled around her shadow and her womb bore Death and Pain. She was a mystical mistress to none but Darkness and mothered the elements of the forgotten past. She was love and spite, fear and hope, peace and vengeance, all at the same time.

Night was her incarnation, and Nyx was her name.

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Nyx's beloved

The canopy of stars 
Protected her from her own demons
That kept haunting her In the dark of the night


She had herself cocooned 
with webs of worries fed by others
Which were blown away by the soft breeze


The moon's gentle rays held her hands and 
Took her away from her destructive thoughts
Filled with doubts and loathing towards herself


To a fortress built with stardust
And everything secure and sparkly
To keep her nightmares away


The nocturnal beings sung her a lullaby
To make sure she slept peacefully
Away from the monsters within her

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