Project Music Artist: Davol Album: Good Sign Song: Going There Camera: 200 mm Model: FW Sammy A visceral moment taking a picture of this fae. She emerged from the light and fidgeted her head right to left and back again. Would my presence frighten her away? I stole a step closer. She froze and locked onto my eyes. A grimace formed her mouth. My heart raced and my head filled with trance like intoxication. I stared. A pattern pigmented over her light skin stood out like zebra had stripes. Goldish hue glowed her hair. Light glistened her face, flowed to her breasts and down to her legs. Reflection glinted yellow green like color in her eyes. Tiny rubies glimmered red above the cuticle over a black gradient across long spike like finger nails. She nudged forward, widen her eyes and bared her teeth. I raised my camera. Her head twitched right and she lowered herself like looking at something far off. Had something caught her attention? I lowered my camera and looked. She focused. Nothing, and it seemed I hadn’t much time. I raised my camera. She wriggled her nose. My finger nudged over the shutter button. She turned into me like a jab to the face. A jolt ran up my spine. She came close and placed her hand to her face. I raised my camera to an aim. She set her eyes into the lens. I pressed shutter button as if it were an unconscious reaction. She giggled and stepped backward. “One more.” She snarled a hiss. “Maybe?” She narrowed her eyes and bared her teeth again. I shot my camera up to an aim. “Don’t move.” She pivoted away from me and exhaled a rasp. The hair on my arms stood up and moisture coated my skin. I paused. She disappeared back into the light. I lowered my camera and exhaled. What was that?