I hate the daylight. It burns me. It burns not only my eyes, it engulfs my very core. I try to run and hide, bury my head in the shadows, but no matter where I am - the darkest hollow, the coldest cave... - the light chases me there. I can't run. Even in my sleep, I can't escape. The fiery tendrils reach even into my dreams.
I embrace the night. There, I belong. My starry pelt matches the shimmering sky, and I can truly see. Perfectly. Without the red haze of daylight hanging over my head. Everything's beautiful, everything's clear. I would stay there for eternity. It's the only thing I can allow myself to love.