My focus was immediately drawn to the shimmering crescent of the moon as it started to break free from the canvas of tar black coiled clouds, the beads of weeping raindrops tapping on the windowpane giving of a murmur before they race and twist their way down the glass. The laser beams of Luna light struck him and gave him a glow of a white aura, a reflection on starlight bouncing off his eye. The intense smell of beer was wrestling with the fine dusting of hairs lining my nostrils, and I heard myself sw...