Shadowns in the Night

A poem loosely based on the Sarah J Maas series : Throne of Glass

Shadows in the Night

A dark figure sprinting across lonely rooftops

Cloak billowing behind, like the wings of a raven

A glint of silver light

Steps as soft as the whispers of the wind

Feet moving faster than humanly possible

The hood flies off revealing black and white

A pitch black mask hiding features as sharp as a blade

White hair flowing like starlight in her wake

Closer to the edge, sprimting faster

Legs pumping red hot fire through her veins

A burst of speed

A lethal leap

Like an arrow flying towards its target

Feet touch the ground

Never stumbling

Never faltering

Sapphire ringed with gold looking ahead

Closer

Closer

The targets appear

Moving darkness, armed to the teeth

The hiss of a blade sliding into place

Near silent against the bustling street 

The shadows become men dressed in black

Their eyes darting back and forth

Searching for a threat

A flick of the wrist

A thud as the blade finds its mark

Silence

A breath released as blood soaks the stones

A dagger protruding from a lifeless chest

Faster than lightning, blood sprays again

A gasp from a gaping throat