I am restless. I leave my bed, throw back the curtains and gaze from the window.
I see a thousand sparkling diamonds scattered across a silky jet black sky. Icy blades of quivering grass glisten in the eerie light of a shimmering silver moon.
The haunting hoot of an owl breaks the silence as I watch a rabbit franticly darting hither and thither on its zig-zag journey. The green eyes of a fox stare straight into mine as it stands motionless, balanced on three legs and seemingly unaware of a passing cat slowly going about its other life.
Eyes heavy, legs leaden, I reluctantly wend my way back to bed for I must sleep. When I awake this magical world will be gone, the theatre of the night replaced by the bustle of the day.