The Hunters Of The Night - Melody Of A Dream

[ForgottenExistance]

I remember once falling into a dream.

I stood on the edge, looking out over a valley of snow, ice and trees.

There was no slow slope, no gentle incline. It was a sheer rock face, that seemed to have no bottom.

My heart raced, and my body shook. But I was calm...composed.

There was no fear.

Music played in my ears...

Soft...Heavenly.

And then I jumpped.

And as much as I knew I should be afraid...there was no fear, only a calm realization.

I was flying.

And I knew...

This was to be my fate.

*The scrawled writing was little but a footnote on the last page, hastily written without much care.*