In the town of Cloverdale it’s a dark night all day everyday. Everyone in town has just grown to live with it as no one knows the cause of it. The tempest skies watch over the townspeople like a fuzzy blanket. One brave towns person one day just said why? Why is the sky always so dark it’s always night never morning or day. He prayed and then like magic the darkness started to fade. Through the cracks was a somerset gray the most beautiful thing the town had ever seen.
The scenario you've painted in your second piece of a perpetual night could be a promising short story or novel idea. What would that really be like to live in darkness all the time?
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