• Watch as she runs through the trees
    Ever mindful of the danger behind her

    Watch as the cold kisses her skin
    She shivers as the winds tease her hair

    Moonlight catching in her silver locks
    Starlight shimmering in her lavender eyes

    Her eyes flutter as the sun rises
    A single tear rolls down her cheek

    Her time is over as the light hits her
    fading into dew as the flowers bloom
    as all the faeries of evening say goodnight

    The morning dew is their way of saying
    they will be back when the moon is high
    and the skies are dark