In the darkened corners where whispers dwell,
Shadows stretch and stories tell,
Of monsters creeping silently by,
Beneath the vast and starless sky.

Eyes like embers flicker, glowing,
In the depths of night, ever knowing,
Clawed hands reach for dreams untold,
In their grasp, the brave turn cold.

The wind carries their silent cries,
A lullaby of fear that never dies,
In the night, they find their might,
Monsters dance in the pale moonlight.

Yet as dawn breaks with gentle grace,
They retreat to their hidden place,
Leaving behind a world renewed,
Where courage and light have once again brewed.