{"text":"The night creeps in by subtle degrees while a show of fierce colors attracts and distracts me. I look up, suddenly aware of remote lights scattered overhead. I gasp as the last streak of fire dies on the horizon, and I comprehend it all too late. That crafty, dark night has swallowed my world whole.","author":"Richelle E. Goodrich","tags":["darkness","night","nighttime","richelle","richelle-goodrich","sunset","twilight"],"id":29050,"author_id":"Richelle+E.+Goodrich"}