Stars roll through the midnight sky
The air, crisp and clean
Shadows of the tall timbers outline the gravel path
The moon above us, white as a pearl, glows effortlessly
A whisper escapes your breath
Ending the silence that had earlier surrounded us
The wind picks up, howling through the forest
Goosebumps rise on my arms
You grab my hand as we quicken our pace
The path before us, twisted and never-ending
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