It's Hard To Dance With The Devil On Your Faith
07-14-2014, 11:57 AM
Snow continued to float throughout the atmosphere. Dancing with each other as if they were intoxicated with pure happiness and love. Swirling around each other in such a way that outshone even the most graceful of dancers. The flurries decorated his coat with its cold embrace, creating a soft blanket upon his back. The white substance mirrored the color of his coat, blending so perfectly - as if they were one being.The wintry weather turned Winter's breath into fog as if it were a magic trick performed by the most skilled magician. Each breath was a cloud of transparent white. Winter listened patiently, quietly, to what the gal had to say. Though, her problems were not really his concern. In fact, no remorse or concern was felt toward her. Her problems simply was not his to worry with for he had his own demons to slay. Winter simply did not desire to waste his energy slaying hers. But occasional company was welcome. What brings you out here all alone? Ah, but you probably wonder the same about me. . . I am simply a rogue in search of nothing. In search of simply whatever is thrown my way. I am a wanderer by nature. Simply I have found not a reason to settle in one spot for there is so much of this world to see. One cannot simply discover the world if they are standing still. Speech Thought |