Tara.

The air doesn’t move, it just is.
Warm and surrounding.
The sky is dark now, with stars that sparkle.
Tomorrow it will be blue again.

Her eyes are brown, her skin sun kissed.
Her hair like the sea, full of waves.
Each night she walks alone.
But not for long.

Smart and determined, a business woman.
Nothing phases her.
An academic in a past life.
With dreams of being a lawyer.

As the time passes, it becomes harder to stop.
Her life a routine.
Exchange after exchange, time after time.
Good at her job.

One day she will be past it, by no choice of her own.
The nights will get longer.
No one will come.
But the sky, will be blue again.