There was a Dancer in the dark.
She had been there from the start.
All too aware of lurking eyes,
laying in wait believing they had a surprise.
Little did they know she knew
they were there.
But she danced on feigning not a care.
In an instant she disappeared,
And the watchers eyes instantly knew fear.
Without a warning, without a sound,
one by one they hit the ground.
Only the night would know the
sly smile on the face that shown.
In the silence she went back to dancing in the
dark, after all, she had been there from the start.
[[Fiction: Fantasy - Published: 01-12-09 from :www.fictionpress.com]