"Dance of the Fae" by Natalie Paquette

A pristine vision beckoned, beckoned,

Shadowy digits curling in the darkness of the night.

Lupine songs of sorrowed longing

Rang off the trees to tremble in the moonlight.

Crystalline glimmers, shimmers, sparkles,

Shone high above in the velveteen sky;

A tremble, a tremor, leaves parted aside

To allow two faeries passage to fly.

They dipped and they danced and they twirled in the air,

Coiling their fingers about the shadowy mist;

A sudden growl, a roar, a cry -coiled in shadows,

A demon lay, twitched, hissed.

A single tear marred the perfection of

Porcelain cheeks; a murmuring sigh of the fae in the air;

The devil-spawn laughed, a huge toothy grin-

But the faerie turned, giggled - didn't care.

And so they ran, among the stars

Footsteps so light and dark and deep-

The demon lay waiting, crouching, hiding-

The faerie now had a curved tooth to keep.

Who, now, was the one to cry?