You were here

‏ you were here ‏Autumn was fading into darkness, ‏and the trees had forgotten how to breathe. ‏A shadow leaned close to her ear, ‏whispering what the wind refused to say. ‏She lifted the lantern, searching for what was gone— ‏unaware that some things never leave.

‏You were here. ‏The dark remembers.