Seionshi

Walking down a forgotten path, lost to time and human, old leaves scatter the ground, rotted and ruined, they crunch and squish beneath my feet, letting me know that I am alone, it is alone, we are alone. The trees turn magnificent colors of red and gold, blood and spit, and bit by bit, they crumble and die, just like you and I. A forgotten girl, on this forgotten path, the path leading no-where, everywhere, just somewhere. The cold air chills her core, freezes the sadness inside, letting her hide, she runs from things that she doesn't know. Now the time is for snow. She sits in the cold red snow, looking at what the