✧˖ 𝐒he wears the night
like a mantle of mystery,
its colora stolen from
crow feathers and obsidian.

𝐈n sweet solitude of mind,
she listens to wind secrets
and echoes of distant star songs.

𝐃rinking deeply of moonlight magic
and the rich golden hum
from the heart of the universe,
she finds wings and draw strength
in this cocoon of velvet darkness.