Blacktail Deer Plateau i hear the thunder in your heart

Night has fallen. All of creation is cast in darkness, illuminated by argent moon. Clouds cluster blurrily across the sky, obscuring some stars. She finds herself awake and breaking free of the plateau's cover. Sleep has evaded her thus far. No, she wished to embrace the night as lovingly as it embraced the terrain. And this was the safest place to do it. It was with long strides she stole across the plateau, parting navy grass and hedge with her legs. She came to a stop overlooking Whitefish River. Little light was reflected in their waters but from what she could see, she was charmed.