Before the sun rises

There are things you want in life; things you need. There are moments that are important; others that are fated. There are nights that are deciding, days that are fruitless.

When the sun goes down, once the dust sets, when masks fall off, when glamour's stop working- when men are as naked as their doings, it is then that the deepest and darkest of stories are written. It is then that myths are born; it is there where the stuff of legend comes from.

After all- the night is darkest before the dawn.

A woman with walls, a man that can do no other than break them. A grave of secrets, an armful of stubbornness.

A deadly tale. A twisted story. A fated end.

After all -isn't tomorrow what it all comes down to.