The sky itself turns into a butterfly. A light touch of her wing, like a flutter of eyelashes before awakening. The golden dust on her wings is carried all over the world. Night and peace may seem completely impenetrable, but once you look closely, the darkness will recede, and there the angel of the night will appear, carrying beauty on its wings. He guards restful sleep. He saves the world even when he sleeps, invisibly spreading his wings over our heads.