The night fades slowly
The cloak of darkness falls
As the crickets prepare
For another night’s song
Bonfires light the night
To keep the wild dogs off
The children set the stage
For a moonlight folktale
And beneath the stars
The small hamlet waits.
Folk: Night falls
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