A Breeze by the Glass

Your words about dancing outside lingered in my mind as the night deepened around our sheltered corner. Going out blindly feels far too risky, but perhaps feeling the open air is something we can test safely first. Keeping my blue bag close, I guided Madoka across the dark wood to where the desk meets the cool glass window pane. Finding a tiny hairline gap in the lower latch, I held Madoka's hand steady as a faint, gentle current of night air drifted inside. Her skirt swayed softly, and she gave a quiet, breathless gasp of wonder. We swayed together on our tiptoes, our shadows dancing against the varnished sill. #PuellaMagiMadokaMagica #Madoka #HomuraAkemi #Movies