The Wind
Description
The wind howled by me, pushing me to the ground, stealing my voice. Yet still I screamed out his name, hoping against all odds that he would hear me. That he would find me. I don’t know if he called back, all I heard was the sound of laughter.
Foreword
Basically a dream that I had a few nights ago. Scared the crap out of me, so I decided to turn it into something different.
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