Lonely Night
By Bryce Aston and Sabrina Kirk
The chill crisp of the air
The palette of leaves
Told of autumn that night
Under the pine bough eves
Her breath misted the night
Her steps ghosted onwards
No sign of the shadow
Following through the firs
The stream broke the night
Silver under the moon
A lovely thread in the dark
Hiding her doom
She broke through the water
Sending ripples all through
And all the while still
Closer the shadow grew
Her feet touched the bank
A one final time
Still unaware of the shadow
That loomed up behind
Dressed in black, made of fear
With a mind cold as night
He dragged her to the stream
And tried to snuff out her light
But she still shone through
A silent call for help
The wolf hit the shadow
Not a cry, not a yelp
They fought under the moon
Purest black, purest white
But one under the moon
As they continued the fight
Neither saw the cliff
Till it was really to late
And so over they went
For alas, it was fate
The maiden lay sodden
Caught down by the fear
But presently she realized
The man was nowhere near
Slowly lifting her head
The girl called for her savior
She realized he'd been lost
While trying to save her
"Only for you
Did I escape with my life
But you lost yours
On this lonely night"