A group of women, who can’t, rightfully marry right, because of the trials of their separate lives, or, birth right.
…not my picture.
Wives of nightfall, they’d become, they becmae, active, longing, in the nights, and started, singing those, siren songs, to lure, all the good men, who are all, taken already, to come, to their, bedsides.
Wives of nightfall, I will never be, because, I thrive better during the day, as we are all, creatures of the night. Wives of nightfall, none of us, ever wanted to become, but, we all were, and, there’s NO way, of, denying, our own, separate, fates………
Wives of nightfall, once you’d become one, there’s simply, NO way you’ll, EVER get out of that way of life, because once you’d gotten stuck, you’re, stuck, forever, there ain’t, NO way out for ya!!!
…still not my picture here.
Life, the Obstacle Course 