A time where buildings did not encapsulate the Earth but the Earth encapsulated the buildings.
I belong in a thick and foggy wood, alone and searching for something.
A stranger comes into view and walks along with me through the wood.
Without saying a word, only eye contact.
Strangely it seems safe take his hand and his lead.
We come upon a cliff and a shocking site is below us.
Scored Earth. A ruined settlement.
A kiss is given, in case it will be the last.
It throws me to an immediate and incomprehensible love.
It could be the shock of the smoke and the fire below that puts my emotions into this trance.
He leads me back through the woods, back to where I came from.
We part. He walks away, slowly, allowing the tips of his fingers to be the last thing I feel, physically.
What I feel mentally is still a girl in a foggy wood, wondering where he is going, and who he was.
I follow him. I follow.