@selix
Come Closer
The woods swallowed sound, the trees pressing close, watching. The ground glistened, slick as a mirror. A place between places.
And there you were.
You stood with the light behind you, haloed in fire and dusk. Not smiling. Not speaking. Just waiting.
I should have walked away. The wise thing, the sensible thing, the safe thing.
But I never cared much for safety.
So I smiled instead.
And stepped into the dark.