Night falls in waves, deepening and deepening in gradual increments. Light recedes into the west, and the sky is left bereft of the heat that preceded.
Yet, we are thankful for this respite, for that sweltering sun has scorched us through to the bone, and the gentle breezes come at twilight.
And soon, so soon, even the twilight fades. Lovely Nyx unfolds across the sky like a blanket dotted with stars. She cloaks the world in stark night, and the creatures of darkness stir to wakefulness.
Nyx, Beloved Night, we welcome Your cooling touch, for we are weary from the struggles of hottest day. Shrouded in darkness, we reflect upon the troubles that plagued us before.
Darkness has a way of clarifying what the day only obscures. Let us see now with fresh eyes. Let the rapturous spell of Night wrap itself around us, and let us be awoken, as the night creatures are awoken, to all the possibilities before us.
Lovely Nyx, She of the sparkling veil, may we praise You til the end of our days, and nights, upon this Earth. For You, O subtle Goddess, are worthy of our praise and more. Take with You across the sky, our deepest gratitude, deep as the darkness which You command.
O Nyx, we thank You.