My grandma's house.

My grandma's house in the village has a huge frontyard surrounded by thickly branches trees. They have three dogs who are let loose at sunset. The dogs can sense any stranger from a certain distance. So, I knew I was safe if I ventured out to the edge of the frontyard near the orchid below anytime at night. It was well past midnight. I woke up and thought of standing in the middle of the frontyard, just to see how it felt. It was pitch black. All I could see was one of the dogs' eyes at a distance, he was watching out for me. The stars in the sky. They're brighter than what they're here. And I could see the outline or the rustling leaves. The smell of the trees, the sound of the leaves, the pitch blackness. Do you know how it feels?