Midnight

Cycling in the dark.
Two friends going on a midnight voyage.
Grown men getting paid to ride bikes under a star filled blanket.
A passing breeze being the only refreshing part of the entire day.
Time spent talking about the serial killers that probably lay hidden in these Nisswa forests.
What it will be like walking out of that airport terminal and back into our previous lives.
And at the end of the night time ride, they arrived at the destination.
Calum would go his separate way, and there she was.
Waiting.
European clothed girl under a green lantern. With a smile and a wink she called my name out.
And I swear that if I had any demons to fight, she could expel the battle.
End a war with her mere presence.
A million constellations lay up above. But they will never compare to her beauty.
Cycling in the dark.