The Arrival (posted in 100_words)
There was not a single sound to be heard. The silence was almost like a tremor beneath her feet, a lingering echo in the night, a sound so soft but yet so loud.
But she could feel it. It was coming. A sparkling, hopeful and resounding cry of light in the East. Soon she would be afraid no more. She laughed softly as the birds chirped above her head, watching the moon still grunting and struggling but waning slowly in the reigning light as the new morning marched in.
The silence evaporated soundlessly into nothing; a new day had arrived.
But she could feel it. It was coming. A sparkling, hopeful and resounding cry of light in the East. Soon she would be afraid no more. She laughed softly as the birds chirped above her head, watching the moon still grunting and struggling but waning slowly in the reigning light as the new morning marched in.
The silence evaporated soundlessly into nothing; a new day had arrived.