Behind the story: Knight of Nights

The idea for Knight of Nights was born out of grief. It was 2018 and I had lost my best friend and my grandmother only a few moths apart from each other. I found myself being angry at this “thing” we call death. This thing we know it exists only because we stop existing. “It”… I thought. I could not blame anyone for my loss yet “it” was something that had happened to those I loved. “It” is the destination we all will encounter one day.

So I wrote Knight of Nights during my daily commute in the train. It was winter time, which meant darkness started at six p.m., and it was rush hour, which meant scarce seats and a cabin full of passengers standing elbow-to-elbow, breathing the same stuffy air. And as the train sped up making  the lights in the outside stretch, changing color and shape, my mind began to wonder and my fingers began to write.

“What if”, I thought.

“What if a job is meant to be done for eternity?”

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