"...He'll come back... He will. ... He promised."
Said the girl, holding back what pain that started to grow within her heart.
"...Little one? Why are you here? In this rain no less..."
Said the cloaked stranger across the path.
"I'm waiting for my-"
"He will never come back..."
With five words the girl was silenced. She could not speak, naut only but to cry.
The stranger stood where he be, and continued to speak.
"Dear child. I see your eyes. You already know the truth. ...I'm sorry."
Names Luc, I tend to write random stories from time to time, and I like feedback on my work and to see how close I am to make a work come alive.
Lucas-Stl; I comment because I find things awesome.
[edit: ya, ya, I know the figure in the background is a couple, but to be fair, at first glance it does just look like a figure standing there with a trench coat and an umbrella.]