The darkness calls.
The mysteries in its depths beg to be found.
The wind whispers,
“Follow me,
love me,
fear me,”
As the lightning flashes from cloud to cloud,
Free of its attendant thunder.
Mist forms over the water,
Flowing silently,
As the trees dance in the wind,
Branches grasping to capture
The elusive sprites dancing with the breeze.
All the while,
Insects flash their lightning,
Dancing from plant to plant,
Trying to find their mates.
Through all this,
A lone girl sits hidden in the shadows.
Her tears fall silently
Until at last
She is joined by her love.
Together,
They join the mystery of the night.