Midnight Lullaby

Black wings trimmed with gold tread across a violet sky, carrying a heavy reality that will be worn atop the head of a goddess. A goddess who glides through the city streets beneath the mask of night, her face a gorgeous constellation of the brightest stars from the farthest worlds, galaxies woven into her hair. She is doomed to search the city for a comfort she will never find, so she flies, above the rooftops, and the sorrow that she's buried deep inside. She wears her reality as an onyx crown above her conscience, and all her thoughts are painted black and gold. Her flowing dress of deep purple and black ripples across the sky as she soars through the night in search of love.