She danced until she couldn't breathe...

The streets were always empty as the sun started to fall. They say that if you stay outside as the moon rises then you are begging for the kiss of death. And yet she told me that the only happiness she ever felt was when she danced under the moonlight. I always watched her from my window and her beauty enchanted me. How happy she looked as she twisted and twirled in those cobblestone streets. How could one be so unafraid of the unknown? I craved that freedom but I could never save myself from my cage.