And then she's out in the speed of light, leaving me with one ferocious beast who seems ready to snap a neck into two and a mellow owl whose giving me two large sympathetic eyes.
I let out a sigh.
The dusk comes as a promise of starlight, of those brilliant pearls of the nighttime that sit as if cushioned upon pure black velvet.
Stars shone as sugar spilt over black marble, glistening in the sun. The night sky was such a welcome sight, appearing like magic at each sunset, promising to return as she faded in dawn's first light. There were times in the daytime, under skies of blue, I would think of those faraway stars and how they'd return after the shadows blended into the dark.
Thirty minutes later and I find myself inside a silent vehicle.
The moon was high and the stars twinkled ac
