Anonymous Legacy’s Visual Dare #32
It was her self-assured smile that caught me…
No one had ever caught more than a glimpse before, let alone actually snare me.
I, the elusive ghost of the night, the wild and dark spirit that troubled those who thought they saw me, those whose fear kept them trapped by their own limits.
It was a small girl, with power unseen and an indomitable belief in her dreams that tamed me.
She ignored every warning and waited in the snow, and when I was more than a shadow she smiled, and when winter’s icing sugar snow revealed me, I followed…