Second Campaigner Challenge - The Imago Test

I really enjoyed having a go at the last Campaigner Challenge so thought I'd try this one too. Here's the brief:

Write a blog post in 200 words or less, excluding the title. It can be in any format, whether flash fiction, non-fiction, humorous blog musings, poem, etc.

The blog post should:

• include the word "imago" in the title
• include the following 4 random words: "miasma," "lacuna," "oscitate," "synchronicity,"

If you want to give yourself an added challenge (optional and included in the word count), make reference to a mirror in your post.

For those who want an even greater challenge (optional), make your post 200 words EXACTLY!

Pretty difficult, but I couldn't resist a challenge. Here's my entry:

The Imago Test

I take my place alongside the other initiates so that the tips of my toes overhang the ledge.  The chasm oscitates ahead, a wide lacuna between two promontories, each studded with a black obelix. Stiffening, I turn to look at Marlo. He catches my eye and manages a weak smile. “We’ll be fine. We’re the chosen,” he whispers, but fear surrounds him like a thick miasma. How are we supposed to survive this?

The horn blows and Martha jumps. I watch as she plummets towards the sea, my heart racing, but then something explodes from her back - wings that reflect the pale sunlight like mirrors. I inhale sharply as she catches the wind and soars to the other side of the abyss, raising her hand in triumph.  Why has no one told us what we might become?

Marlo’s next, but this time I can’t look. I close my eyes. When I open them, there’s no sign of him. 

The priest stands beside me, his face bone-white against purple robes. “Time to take flight, daughter.”

Empty, I gaze up at the clouds just as a butterfly crosses the sky, a silverwing. Marlo’s favourite. In that moment of synchronicity, I fall.