A Quiet Storm

50 words.

The wind howled in a way that calmed him. He couldn’t tell where he ended and where she began, and it didn’t matter anymore. The background drowned out the foreground until the two were one and the same. His fears, still present, blurred as he stepped forward into the unknown.

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