There are moments you think the work is finished — but then, one night, a voice returns.
You hear it in the quiet, in the pause between breaths, asking to be remembered.

The Night Has Its Own Darkness was born from those moments.
It began as a single voice and grew into a chorus — women from across time, each one carrying her candle through the dark.

This book is not only mine. It belongs to every voice that refused to disappear.
It is remembrance, ritual, confession, and light.

To everyone who finds their way to these pages — may you feel what I felt while writing:
that the past is still speaking,
that presence is stronger than absence,
and that somewhere inside the silence, a voice is still waiting for you to listen.

🎧 An audiobook edition will soon be available on Amazon.com and elsewhere.

— J.M. Niv