Silent

Dried leaves crunch beneath my bare feet as I walk silently through the woods. The woods are lovely, dark and deep. My footsteps are the only sound to be heard for miles around. I am alone, yet I am not alone.
I can sense your presence. Even now, so many years later, you still linger here. I hear your sigh in the whistle of the wind through the trees. I hear your voice in the songs of the birds. 
I am drawn to the forest -- held captive by it, rather. I cannot leave this place. It occupies my mind in my waking hours, and haunts me in the dead of night.
Category:~Angel Wings~
Category:One-shot