Bare

The Midnight Ember

Night falls and the stars rise.

The warm dusk fades into dark, a single seamless brushstroke. The air is chilly and crisp now, just a hint of soft caramel wafting through.

In my mind, you are standing in the centre of the chaos, though perhaps that is only a reconstruction.

The night seems to fade out from you, as though you’ve leeched the colours of this world and captured it within your soul.

The night mist billows around, making you seem as though you stand among the clouds.

The light you cast flutters like a moth, extending its warm silken glow to the chosen few upon which it falls.

If this world were a kaleidoscope, you would be the momentary confluence of the reflections, the point at which everything ends and begins.

When my eyes catch on you, this muddled life settles into place, like a lens coming into focus…

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