City Lights

The lights shine so bright and clean in the night. City lights, lanterns, lights from windows. They shine out of the utter dark which surrounds them, and they inspire the tired ones to go to sleep. A lonely wolf lies on the white grass, chewing on a bone. Lying there, chewing, looking up to the lights of the farms. Above the wolf theres a small, white house with a window. A young girl draws the curtains to her and giggle at the thought of another day with playing. The frost fly in the wind ever going to a place, a place where frosts are lying heavily and creating snow. And the lights shine, they smile at the towns in the night.

A wind comes heavily from the north, wrenching through the landscape, throws rabbits out of their caves, casts the crow to her wings and punches the window to slam into the windowframe, while the girl shivers and nearly wakes up.