Page 147 of Hekate: The Witch (Goddesses of the Underworld #1)

The Falls of Night

At last we were at a waterfall

somewhere in the middle

of the grassy glen surrounded

by a copse of evergreen trees.

The dark rush of the waterfall

fell into a lake so black

that it looked like the night sky,

and the ripples from the cascade

resembled soft clouds.

Flecks of silver shone up,

the scales of the fish looked

so much like the stars.

I turned to Hermes.

‘Where is the doorway?’

He pointed to the top

of the waterfall.

I stared up but only saw

the azure sky.

‘I don’t see it.’

He shook his head.

‘You must go to the edge

and then jump.’

My eyes widened

and I looked at him.

‘I must… jump?’

He nodded gravely.

‘The Falls of Night

are a game of trust.’