The wind blew swiftly as the tips of her brown hair danced intently to the music of silence ringing in her ears. Looking back at her eyes -- gazed a flicker of tiny crystals that arose behind those hazel mirror-like passage way of sight. And the beautiful scenery of snow slowly falling down to meet the warmth of earth. Not a single hindrance bothered the deep serene. He took all his strength and will power, gradually taking a step further away from her. Leaving a clear imprint of his leather boots, that will yet be washed away from the clear memory of snow. She looked back, not leaving the scenery of him from her eyes. But she didnt seem startled in any way. As though as, she has fully embraced her loneliness. Once again.
