hero

she had lived a childhood

of dreams and fantasy

villains and heroes

falling and flying

black and white

and now she walked the line 

the ledge

between the two

black and white slowly mixed into grey

the wind stung her eyes

as she gazed into the distance

villain or hero?

falling or flying

what would it be?

she stepped forward

smiling

and as she flew

hurtling down the ten-storey drop 

she felt alive

a hero

at last