Chapter One: "Not doomed to these short nights for aye…"
Waves of sound crashed violently through the overcast midnight sky. Lightning shot like spiders' webs across the aerial landscape. A pair of lapis eyes watched with fascination at the raw force of the Earth. After some time, it was as if one of the wayward bolts of light had split the thunderheads open, as they released a torrent of rain upon the small seaside town.
The deep blue eyes were torn away from the window to flick about the candlelit room. A heavy sigh passed through rosy lips and denim eyes, as a graceful hand turned over one of several precisely laid cards. Temperance. Those lips set themselves into a frown. The hand ghosted over to the final hidden card, upturning it. Judgement. There was a frustrated sigh. "You think I don't know?" This was spoken directly to the cards. "I don't even know why I bother with this whole divination thing—I already know…" She said this to herself. "I guess I just prefer to live in denial sometimes…"
A distant thunderclap could be heard as she turned again to the wide window. Her breath hitched with a groan, and a shiver ripped through her body. She brought a hand up to rub her eyes. "It's begun…" She sighed again, turning her midnight eyes to the distant seashore.
The title was taken from Thoreau's poem, "The Moon."
It's short. Trust me, I KNOW! But they'll get longer, I swear! They're short for ambiance!