Cast in a Shadow
"Don't tell me to go home alone!"~Waters The cherry blossoms were dripping wet in the rain. London, bleak as it were, was trying to wash off the fresh colours on the trees. This evening, it was refreshingly strong, unlike the usual spineless fare that the clouds dished out. I sat on a bench by the river, fascinated by the puddles; the big ones growing bigger, and the small ones vanishing. The pub behind me seemed warm and inviting. I wasn't alone in the cold. A pair of birds seemed to be taking in the impressive view of the cathedral and the bridges. Their silhouttes were confused in the disturbed light from the other side. The rain beat upon its subjects with renewed vigour. He seemed to be looking around, and she appeared apprehensive. With a mighty resolve, he looked straight into her eyes and a few words were spoken. She walked around him slowly, talking. He stepped back from her. She walked away. The rain was now intolerably wet. Home, I decided, would...