the wind is restless around her body tonight.
the breeze kisses her face as the night begins its entrance.
the chill in the air nips at her exposed skin,
her breath catches sharply and she shivers.
her bare feet are grounded, rooted to the edge
of the precipice she is so easily balanced on.
her body sways in time to a melody that only she hears.
the setting sun casts a brilliant shadow play against her closed eyes
as it escapes the horizon.
the sky, now barren of warmth and light
envelopes her in a shroud of twilight.
her darkness is coming.
steady and strong is her stance.
her pulse quickens,
her heart beating a song that enchants her soul.
her spirit, singing an aria in response,
a call and answer harmony that bewitches,
binding a spell
in the night air that swirls around her.
the night air lifts and plays with her hair,
sending wisps of her black hair to tickle her cheeks.
the moment, her moment, approaches.
feeling the darkness inside of her
ripen the intention of movement that has been awakened.
it lies deep in her being,
growing with a swiftness and surety
that brings a smile to her lips as her heart beats ever faster.
she is awakened.
she waits no longer.
lifting her face to the rising moon, her eyes open slowly,
drinking in the cold light that washes over her.
drawing her breath in slowly, fully,
her chest expands and her soul reaches upwards, exploding.
her wings unfurl and stretch with a rustling that is a symphony of beauty to her spirit.
she gazes steadfastly upward,
her wings beat down hard,
carrying her off of the ledge and into the void.
into her darkness.