Indeed, he had landed, on top of a tree, a giant proud eagle, with eyes that could see, to the horizon, the beyond, and then some, like a prophet with visions, of what was to come. I came back to my kingdom, my reign has begun, I chase out the darkness, and I bring back the sun. Here is my realm now, my land of the day. Stand down, little being, be gone, go away. Owl uttered no word, she was thoroughly stunned, as never before had she been quite this shunned. But then she snapped back and said, was that a threat? Of all vile things you've sung, this you'll regret. I am the owl, and my crown is the moon, I'm the huntress, the watcher, I'll show you real soon, how well versed in carving I am with my claw, and as life leaves your limbs, you'll watch me in awe. You're nothing, she went on, but a speck in my sky. This is my answer, and this is how you will die. Nothing can hurt me, I do not know fear. I'll strike down with full fury and pierce like a spear. Thus spoke the owl, and her words all rang true. With force and conviction, she knew what to do. With aim at her victim, her target was set, but Eagle took off and flew higher yet. Nothing, asked Eagle, can hurt you at all. You lied to yourself, and that's why you'll fall. I have my eyes, and help with four legs, and I've heard of your children, yes I know of your eggs. I've seen how you nurture your claw full of seed, I will thoroughly enjoy them, now it's my time to feed. Eagle's eyes shined with a terrifying lust, and in the blink of an eye, owl's rage turned to dust. Owl stopped flying mid-air as Eagle went on. I know what you fear, and thus comes the dawn. You can't stop the sunrise, just look to the east, as you can't stop me from having my feast. The queen was dethroned, and all came to change. She flew upon winds feeling weakened and strange. For the first time she doubted, and for the first time she strayed. For the first time this night, owl was afraid. Flying faster than ever, like a spear thrown into space, she feared what sinister things would this night make her face. She flew to the place where her tiny one slumbered, her nest light there peaceful, as her whole being crumbled. She grabbed them as gently as her claws let her do, and she whispered so softly, I will protect you. Then she took off with her wings spread out wide, as she sang out her promise to each unborn child. The winds sang along as they carried her higher, so far from the light where the night was entire. Together they drifted, turned and arose, and never before had her moon been so close.