Finally Winter

[Gabrielle (retired)]

Thinking,
Walking,
Talking,
Sitting.

What do people do? Other than just hang around? Something bothering Gabrielle, was simply the fact that people seemed to be doing nothing at all. But she hadn't been around other people much for two months either, so the world had changed a little during her absence. For instance, she had changed too; it was a whole new girl that walked in the graveyard this night. Before she'd never like the winter nights with snow covering everything, tonight it was perfect.

Dying,
Trying,
Defying,
Returning.

The words played in her mind as she looked at the graves. This was such a nice day of poetry; nothing could change her direction today, not even the high snow heaps; she was just happy. Nothing more, nothing less. Happy just be thinking about Christmas. Thinking about the time she'd spend with friends, if she had had any.

Celebrating,
Listening,
Smiling,
Calling.

The winter around her was seducing; she had always loved the cold. The chill weather felt so good against her warm skin. Though she had dressed properly for the night, wearing a winter jacket and winter boots, she didn't have anything on her hands. Something that made them freeze, but only a little. Hour by hour she could walk like that, sweeping the snow off of the gravestones.