"The wind moves swiftly through the lleaves that have floated to the ground giving sign that winter was on its way. The wind is in a hurry anxious to finish the days work in order to finally rest before the storms come, for it would have no rest during the season of snow and ice. As it passes through the mass of trees it makes it way to the land of water hoping to cross the vast sea before sunset, for once the moon rises, dark things would awaken and rule the night, and the wind did not want to participate this time, not after the previous time. The wind shivers at the mere memory of that fateful moment. the moment that changed the course of time, that made fate rethink its entire being. Although there is peace and calmity at the prestent time, very soon would a darker time come and the wind feared there was no hope, no hope that would rise up and take on the evil darkness..... or is there? Is the wind giving up too easily? "
Ok, what do ya'll think? do you think i should finish the story, or is it a lost cause? let me know. :) if you all like it, i will write more. be completly honest. :)
Please write more!!!!!!!!! I love the eery feel of this. So much mystery :)
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