Shadows in The Dark

She was not even sure if it was right side of the road she was walking. She said it was a long and lonely walk in the dark in a completely new direction; perhaps she was straying in perfect chaos. What drew her to that darkest corner is still a mystery to her because her natural instinct would always stop her from acquiring that much of courage to move in the dark. Although she knew, that have been preserved in the dark is completely deprived of light, she still expected a human. But what appeared before her was an unusual being nothing like what she had ever encountered in her life.

She could hear it all; vague whispers in the air but was swiftly carried away by the wind. Theft was a regular custom out there in the dark but did not seem to be his business. There was no urgency not even a small effort to escape, she felt wholly   in place wanting to have a conversation. As he walked towards her she felt like living one of her stupid dreams; may be taming a wild boar or a wolf. What concealed behind those hazy eyes incited her to talk. She felt those eyes had much more than what the heavens have to say; much beyond her imaginations of an underworld. When he asked her, what brought her to such a dark place, she told him that she had always loved the queer silence in the dark and had seen none ever before.

She did not know if it convinced him for an extended conversation but it seemed to her that he was calm. A few steps together were enough to measure the gravity, strong enough to tread further in the dark. But even in that darkness she could see stains of blood on him what she felt like ignoring for better days of light…..

(I am lazy sometimes…. :))