THE GLOW OF THE MOON SURROUNDS HER , ethereal being of light & sound ---- how wide & curious are her eyes ! ( how innocent is her smile , how fawning & foolish & tender are the features that hold the divinity of a sunrise ) for she is utterly entranced by the sounds pouring through cracked door ---- drawn towards the pale golds , the solemn blues , the melody that drapes itself around her like colorful scarves . she can see the sliver of light cast out into the darkness , as if a single flame could banish the evil that creeps alongside her fragile frame in the night . laura fairlie walks with the grace of an angel , and the curiosity of a fae . bottom lip is drawn between her teeth , peering in towards the mysterious symphony that has taken hold of her heart suddenly ( oh , the way marian would chastise her ! how she would grab laura’s arm and drag her away , how laura would lay awake that night trying to remember the chords that struck her in blues & golds , how she would dream an entire world around the mystery of the warmth that poured through that cracked door ) but her sister is not here , and laura is left only with her own brand of selfishness ---- a tender kind , a harmless kind , the kind that sets the soul alight & turns pale cheeks rose pink
knuckles tap against the weary door frame ❛❛ i’m sorry ---- ❜❜ wood beneath her feet groans , finally , as if suddenly realizing her presence / as if just now realizing that she was more than a ghost passing by ❛❛ i just ---- i heard your song and i couldn’t help myself , it’s so beautiful , truly . ❜❜