Up Above

The enchantment that lies beyond the frost-studded window beckons, seductive, alluring. I want to be a part of it, to hold it within me. Forever.

Furrows of greying fluff meander towards twilight. The skies, once azure, are tinted by golden hues radiating from the dazzling flames of sunset. I watch as the velvety blanket that is nightfall, muffles, transforming, softening.  From the brilliance of fire to bright scarlet, deep crimson, and rich rose.

As I fly high above the clouds.