#chainsofash

[blueredthread]

He quietly sits in his friends cave on the lonely mountain. he had been gone awhile and he could hear the wind beginning to pick up. there was no way to make a fire in here. his eyes long ago had adjusted to the darkness. he could see signs of his friend living here but it had been awhile since it was visited.

He could only hope that he did not blow off the mountain.

[blueredthread]

The smell of rain was in the air. it was going to be a cold loud rain. He liked rain but the storms that typically followed send fear down his spine. He would have to find a cave, go into a town buy out a hotel room but he knew he didn't want to be in it. his umbrella would simply blow him away. He closed it so the wind wouldn't take it.