Shadows in The Dark - 2

She was a girl who loved the dance of light on every leaf, every petal and every little drop of water. But this time, this time moving shadows fascinated her. Every nightfall brought at her doorsteps wind from farthest east and then she was ready for a walk. Sometimes she could progress reading the patterns over the sky whereas sometimes the wind helped her to reach him because they had never met in the same place. All she knew was that he did not want her to remember the places they have met, but he never missed on their regular meetings.

Those nights had been longer enough she remembers; a few steps alone then sweeping away her boredom he would appear from void. There were no conspiracies in the air even the clouds did not want to spy on them always leaving a clear sky above. What of those moments she did not know; like the fragrance of night flowers and life then was more like a realization of her dreams, all those vague dreams.

She was sure he is not someone who lived over the clouds; his face seldom revealed to her in the night; even now it is not possible for her to give a perfect portrayal of him. She could not believe that a stranger who wandered in the dark caught so much of her attention. She once famous for her notorious silence eventually escaped her perfect sphere of comfort leaving no mark of her abode….