It is late. Most reasonable people are already asleep or preparing to sleep. But not everyone. Beware the wolves prowling in the night, hunting for their prey, hungry for pleasure and satisfaction.
The sunshine is warming the earth in the early summer with a cool breeze blowing from the west. Birds busily building their nests in the trees and crickets starting their songs in the long grass. It's the type of day you want to take a long walk, find somewhere secluded, and then do something besides walking with your someone.
Cool, rainy, a little melancholy. It's the type of night which necessitates a fireplace, a good book, a cup of tea, a warm blanket, and a warm body to be pressed close to.

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