clouds overhead

[Ryan de le Poer]

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SOMEWHERE THERE'S A CRACK IN THE SIDEWALK
BIGGER THAN THE SHADOW OF DEATH IN THIS TOWN

She envied him slightly, but only because of what he had said. She wished that there was an absolute place that she knew she belonged at. But so far, there was nothing. It was a strange life – being a traveler – and Ryan had started to become weary of it. Without her mother to point them in whatever direction they were headed to, Ryan felt lost as she set off on her own. Soon enough, hopefully, she would find a fairly decent place to stick around. If not permanently, hopefully for a few months or so. Some familiarity would be a nice change of pace.



Her body was almost drenched now, and she pushed her hair out of her face, sending its lengths over her shoulders to fall on her back. The fabric of her dress clung to her body, making the skirt cling to her thighs as if they were shorts instead. "I bet it is even lovelier in the daylight," she added, following him as they entered the forest. She managed to keep her pace with his, striding alongside him, and keeping an eye out for those tents he mentioned. "What do you call this area?" She asked, hoping it might give her some bearings on how far she had traveled, even though she knew the information would prove useless to her.

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