He has always been my best friend. He kept his word always lightly covered with a promise.
His arm was around me, resting over my shoulders while our legs took each step perfectly insync. Our feet crushed late autumn¶s colorful leaves as I smiled and looked up at the remainingtwilight that seemed to paint the dull sky with purple and pink.
³How long have we been walking?´
He snickered, ³Oh, about five hours.´³Yet, we¶re still walking in circles around the lake?´ I looked up into his beautiful green eyes,understanding why we were walking, but not fully getting why it was in circles.³Oh?´ He smiled, looking back in mine, ³Someone ready for a change?´ I laughed, butfelt it interrupted. I heard something and its presence was hungry.³No.´