i opened my eyes and found myself on my back, looking up at her as long hair drifted across my face. there were sparse rays of light throughout the room.
“where are we going?” I asked quietly.
she supported herself with her arms pinned against mine, holding me to the ground. with the only source of light being the moon at her back, i couldn’t make out her face.
“where we always go” she replied.
behind her were three open windows with sheer curtains moving in response to the wind. her hair flowed with them in perfect parallel.
“why won’t you just reveal yourself?” i questioned.
she looked away and pushed herself off of me. standing up, she glided to the windows and put her foot on the ledge. i could hear her begin to whimper.
“because you aren’t ready. you can’t handle it yet” she answered.
i sat up and brought my knees to my chest. i could smell salt in the air. i looked from side to side and noticed i was wearing a wool hat that covered my ears. i smiled to myself and looked up.
“fair enough. are you ready to go?” i asked as i brought myself to my feet.
i walked over slowly, took her hand and looked out at the water. seven to eight stories up with nothing but water visible underneath. we leaned forward and gazed down & at each other. even with the moon illuminating the surroundings, she was still only an unintelligible figure.
“you can make it” she assured me.
as we stepped off the ledge simultaneously, we fell upwards and away.