AMIP: Night GiftAMIP: Night GiftAMIP: Night Gift by Kezizi
The moon was high over Paris, washing over the rooftops and the crooked chimneys; leaving the streets in deep shadow. The city, elegant by daylight, was at night an entirely different world. One that was harsh and eerie. Mist crawled between the tallest buildings in a pale, drifting haze.
In the quiet, something stirred.
Something not human.
Silent as a ghost, a dark form appeared, creeping up the sloping side of a tiled roof. Its silhouette against the moonlight was monstrous; a hunched-over creature with spines bursting from the back of its tattered coat. Its face was that of an insect, with mandibles on either side of its sharp jaw. Warily, the creature turned its head to look around, enormous glowing eyes like smoldering embers piercing the gloom.
It continued to creep forward, looking carefully around. Then it crouched, and leaped. The dark form hurtled into the air, impossibly high. Many rooftops away it landed lightly on its feet, silently as a dove alighting on