A Townie Ventures Out

Eye strain from computer forced me out, alone, into the inky blackness. No-one about. A townie by birth I felt vulnerable but twinkling stars above me enthralled the one-time city girl. I walked by the loch made invisible by night's cloak and dagger. Just the gentle lapping betrayed its whereabouts. Stags bellowed into the night air making me look round, just in case, of course, ready to run back to the cottage. Stars twinkled reassuringly. The Scottish village prepared for bed as I timidly walked under the starlit sky The fresh air soothed tired eyes and the stags bellowed on into the night.