Mother Terra puts on her star spangled nightgown and proceeds to put her son to rest behind moonlit curtains. Cold but blissful silence overtakes the Evergreen kingdoms, humbling even the mightiest waterfalls and their eternal roars. Pine needles drench in the nectar of evening mist as crisp fresh mint air fills the lungs of a hungry Owl. A bold mouse takes a stand in the night,but death follows time even in the dark.