Running. From what? We still don't know. Forget, but never forgive. The here and now is because of my past. Waiting. For what? I don't think we'll ever know. The Moon rises as the sun sets. The bright yellow light is replaced by a soft glow in which they can hide. What can hide? You might just find out if you play your cards right, but before we begin just remember... It's not always better to know...
Side note-i am writing this story with GiGi501(although i don't know how to add authors on this website so until then well separately post it on our pages) and i also have this story posted on my quotev account, Blue Shadows.