Tonight, it’s very quite. Nothing moves. Noone can hear any footsteps. The lights are all off. The streets are empty. The buildings are envy. The cars are parked. The doors are locked. The sky, the wind passes, embraces cold soft skin. Alone. Silent.

I sit here in the middle of the room where it all begin. In the far away from home. Waiting and longing for something about to come. Time and hope.

My mind flying somewhere across the ocean. Flying high and fast to place safe and comfort. Close my eyes, soon the space will take me there.

Ticking clocks and the sound of this loose hall. Followed me like shadowfax which has meaning of haste. The picture I see, they tell everything or anything. It bears in my head for a while. Playing like puzzles and scramble of words. I try to describe them in a frame of picture. Capture one by one like sequel of recently.

Nothing seems to clear. It all blur and gather immensely. Slowly fade away, leave me still in alone…

The air is breezing, breathing deeply, it frozen me like ice. Crystallize in lung. I didn’t make a move, I didn’t make a sound. I didn’t want to. I plea where time would take me. Seconds away of changing moment. A new page of life. One by one. I see them though my eyes. Everyday. Everyhour.

The dark horizon is brighten. Thin red line cuts into two worlds. Sunrise wake the earth. Right at the beach where white sands and waves broken.