The sweat still drips as my body slowly stops. The air brings sudden chills and the sky is suddenly black. Wishing to be alone with the yellow moon, I turn in a circle, sweeping a glance, searching for anyone, but anyone's vanished.
I once more spin around, soothing my nerves. Safety is sure. I can do what I want as only one will watch what I do. Here is the yellow moon, daring me to be wild and free. To dance for him, to leap for him, To follow him always. And so I do. I follow the moon until morning.