up here

“They won’t find us,” Huan said, her voice hovering just above a whisper, “I promise.”

Quietly, Ming reached for her hand. She softly clasped their hands together. The connection offered silent reassurance. 

Hundreds of meters below, the city continued onward, ignorant to watchers from above.

“You come here… often?” Ming asked as he attempted to effuse confidence through deeply rattled nerves. Dangling from the edge of the rusting beam, his evolutionary alarms were urging him to find safety. Yet somehow, being with Huan made this all okay. She exuded an extraordinary sense of calm.  

“This is where I awaken my truth,” Huan said. “Up here, I am never afraid.”

-m

November 29, 2020

Photo Credit: Denys Nevozhai