Creative Ramblings:

We walked out into the freezing night air together. The brilliant multitudes of stars were out and so was the waxing moon. Everything I saw was bathed in an eerie and ghostly glow. I walked down the wooden ramp next to him and I was painful aware of the jingle my long silver earrings made as I walked. Besides the occasional and distance sound of a car murmuring down the road and my earrings tinkling, it was silent. We turned at the bottom off the rant and started walking slowly... Very slowly down the cement walkway. We both knew, in the back of our minds, what was coming but we both wished we didn't know. The path forked and he was planning on going right down a lighted sidewalk and I was going left down a dark and foreboding alley. We stopped and turned to looked at each other. Half of his face was glowing from the heavenly moonlight but the other side was in the deep shadow. Like his heart. The part you could see was familiar and safe but the part you couldn't see was a mystery. Maybe beautiful maybe frightening maybe both but hidden all the same.
"well, goodbye." I said. But my voice sounded hollow and suppressed. And after I said the words it was so silent and still that I wondered if I had even said them at all. He looked past me and saw a man in the eternally deep darkness under a few grandfather trees that I had to walk past when i turned down my chosen path. When I turned all I saw was the orange glow of his cigarette and the lower half of his face. "I'll walk you to your car." he said quietly and we both turned left and walked towards the lighted safety of the parking lot. But to get there we had to walk into the darkness and right past danger.
We walked towards the man with the cigarette and as we inched closer we saw there were actually two men. The other was completely shrouded in darkness and could have been a demon. I thought for a moment they could hear my heart beating wildly. I could hear it. The sound was resounding in my ears. I wanted so desperately to hold his hand because I was scared but I resisted because it wasn't my right to hold his hand. But even though I didn't mean to, I reached out with my hand when we walked past the two dark figures and saw the cigarette lit sneer from the man in the darkness. I held onto his sleeve and held my breath as we passed. I turned my eyes down and walked by quickly. Heart pounding and palms sweaty I stayed as close to my protector as I could without it being obvious I was terrified. When we passed safely by I let go of his sleeve and when i pulled my hand away my fingers brushed against his. They were cold but soft and familiar. I had to make myself pull my hand back to my side. I glanced over at him quickly and he was straight faced and not looking at me. I looked back ahead of myself quickly. We walked on in silence... Bitter and cold silence and not because of the chilly air.
Before I wanted to we reached my car. We were finally in the light. Street lights, through they were, it was safe. Funny how light makes you feel safe and darkness scares you. Light symbolizes goodness and darkness evil... Why is that?
The End