"What remains", he asked as he looked down the dark slope leading to a bright camp fire below. The soft blue-ish light from the quarter moon above and the distant stars fell into the revine, growing darker the deeper it sank. He sat, throwing small bebbles towards the distant fire and counting the stars so as not to go back down. His soul seemed heavy and his body felt ravished with confusion and guilt. She was down there, waiting. He was here, waiting as well. Two separate entities locked in the same ordeal. He had walked away hoping to find an answer, but he found that he could not stray far. He picked this spot to keep watch over her and to keep her safe.
She tried not to glance in the area where he had walked away into. The darkness was unsettling and the moonlight gave the woods shadows that moved in the corner of her eyes. She tried to keep busy in the campsite but there was only so much she could do, so she relied on keeping the fire burning. She wondered how long she could keep it going.
He watched the moving shadow as she moved from one side of the campsite to the other in front of the fire. He wondered what she was doing that she seemed busy when he was up top, trying to find the answers to his predicament. He wanted to say it, but how could he. He wasn't supposed to. He made sure of that. Suddenly, out of the darkness behind him they came. There was laughing and mocking and the voices were all too familiar and comforting. At the same time, they scared him. They didn't know what he felt for her or the feelings he had for all of them. Trying to gather his thoughts and feelings held no answers for him. The moon, the stars, the darkness told him nothing. In the middle of his torment he heard a voice whisper, "Shh. Who's that?", another voice yell, "Don't do that!" and still two others that laughed out loud.
"No, really, there's someone there.", asked the first voice, more seriously. He decided to follow them and try his search among them again. Maybe it wasn't an individual answer, maybe it was a question that only many could answer. He rose to his feet and called out. The other party seemed more at ease as he walked towards them. They asked, "So, what happened?"
The reply came, "Nothing", as they began to walk down the revine towards the light.
He whispered to himself again, "What remains?"
She tried not to glance in the area where he had walked away into. The darkness was unsettling and the moonlight gave the woods shadows that moved in the corner of her eyes. She tried to keep busy in the campsite but there was only so much she could do, so she relied on keeping the fire burning. She wondered how long she could keep it going.
He watched the moving shadow as she moved from one side of the campsite to the other in front of the fire. He wondered what she was doing that she seemed busy when he was up top, trying to find the answers to his predicament. He wanted to say it, but how could he. He wasn't supposed to. He made sure of that. Suddenly, out of the darkness behind him they came. There was laughing and mocking and the voices were all too familiar and comforting. At the same time, they scared him. They didn't know what he felt for her or the feelings he had for all of them. Trying to gather his thoughts and feelings held no answers for him. The moon, the stars, the darkness told him nothing. In the middle of his torment he heard a voice whisper, "Shh. Who's that?", another voice yell, "Don't do that!" and still two others that laughed out loud.
"No, really, there's someone there.", asked the first voice, more seriously. He decided to follow them and try his search among them again. Maybe it wasn't an individual answer, maybe it was a question that only many could answer. He rose to his feet and called out. The other party seemed more at ease as he walked towards them. They asked, "So, what happened?"
The reply came, "Nothing", as they began to walk down the revine towards the light.
He whispered to himself again, "What remains?"



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