"It's still dark" she whispers. He's there, but she can't see him. The November air stings her skin, she shivers and folds her arms.
"Where are you?" she asks, but there is no reply. Just the sound of the wind blowing through the emty trees. She turns around to see if he is behind her, but the fog is so dense, she cannot even make out her own hand before her. She reaches it out anyways. _____________________________________________ Free email with personality! Over 200 domains! http://www.MyOwnEmail.com Looking for friendships,romance and more? http://www.MyOwnFriends.com _______________________________________________ Five7Five mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://www.pairlist.net/mailman/listinfo/five7five
