Thoughts in my mind The wind brushes across my porcelain face and through the strands of my long red curly hair. The night’s air has this deathlike chill to it that my body has been unable to shake off for what seems like eternity. Its so cold here alone …. The darkness invades my perception as the streetlights dance up and down this abandoned street and the moon sits high, perched in its mysterious surroundings waiting for the Sun to drape its powerful arms throughout it.