Two points of light
piercing through the darkness.
Bright sprites in the night.
Holding their place in the starkness.
Rotated body and head.
Turned and fled.
Scrambled through bushes.
Down into the rushes.
Her tail bushy.
Body sleight.
Both gingerbread.
Her birthright.
No looking back
down the winding track.
She leapt in thrall to a squall.
Over the pounding waterfall.
Framed by the moon.
In nature cocooned.
Immune.
One backwards glance.
Her stance
of permanence.
Then gone.
Ran on.
He stood in a trance.
Enhanced.
Two points of light
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