The strangers tale

In shadows deep, where twilight tends to creep, A tale unfolds, in Serling’s whispered tone, Of worlds unseen, where secrets often seep, And man’s true nature, chillingly is shown. A town asleep, beneath a sky so still, Its people blind to what the night conceals, For in the quiet, lies a test of will, Where truth and fear, the darkest pact reveals. A stranger comes, with eyes that pierce the veil, He speaks of change, of futures yet unknown, His words a mirror, to the town's own tale, Reflecting sins, that they had never shown. As dawn arrives, the stranger fades away, Leaving behind, the lesson of the day.