I walked road for a long time with each twist and turn a new and exciting adventure. Some great some horrid,but all for the better. Its been decades since I last wrote. Mainly for I had a freind walk along side me. She's gone now. Swept away by the hand of time and now it closes in on me. I come to the end of the trail and I look ahead and see him. A man shrouded in black and with no path before me to my right or left I have no other choice. I walk slowly twards him waiting for the enivitabel end of my days. The air grows cold, the sun gives no light. This is the end for me. I walk into the figures embrace...I feel warmth. The warmth of a passionate hug lifting the burdens off my shoulders and restoring the energy below my feet. This embrace in which I feared for many is the best I have felt in my life. Then as if the closing of a curtains it ends. I look down at my hands. Their youth restored. I look at my clothes whos touch feels like that of a million angels. I look ahead of me and I see her. A friend whos fate was meant to be with mine ever since we walked the path. Her hair just as dark as when i first meet her. Her smile as warm and loving as a mothers touch. Her existance a true reliefe on any burden. We walk slowly twards eachother and give eachother the embrace we both longed for ever since her path ended. Rachel and the Traveler together again. to adventure and explore until the days end. And now forever.
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Historia CortaHear the story of the travelers journey. This story is meant to appeal mainly to people that go through rough times and need something as a pick me up to give hope
