Shadow-Wulfe13

The Man in the Rain By: SZ The wind blew across the hill, through the trees, rattling leaves, bowing the grass as it went, traveling down rows of granite.  It reached a lone figure kneeling before a solitary piece of marble. The breeze rustled his hair but he didn’t seem to notice. He was lost in a world all his own.  His breathing was labored as though he had just been running, even though he knelt there unmoving, his breathing never changed. Time passed and a few came here and there, leaving flowers and shedding tears. A procession passed and twenty one shots rang through the air. Still the man knelt.   The sun started the latter par