There was a crunch of gravel behind me, not the kind of continuous noise youd get from a rolling car, but the defined short crunch of a footstep. The darkness pressed in on her as she continue walking further into the forest calmly ignoring the person behind her. Then there came another crunch, this time lighter and slower as if the maker of the noise was trying to be quieter, to sneak up on her perhaps. She stopped at her usual night hang out river as she just sat down feeling the wind caressing her cheeks and listening to the soft susurration of the leaves that had always been her lullaby to listen to but tonight it seems like she could not enjoying it peacefully as there is someone behind her that might be waiting for a chance to attack her and she will never allow herself to give her enemy a chance like that easily.
Posted on: Sun, 07 Dec 2014 10:06:12 +0000
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