I spied the white-haired man seated on a bench with his eyes closed tight and both fists clenched.
A breeze touched the trees and set their leaves to dancing. Birds perched on boughs above began singing a tune; melancholy and enchanting.
Stepping quietly, I quickened my pace, averting my eyes away from his face and was 10 feet away, when I heard him say, “Now, is the time for you to make amends, as your world as you know it, is about to end”.
I responded, my voice filled with anger, “Leave me alone, you horrible old doppelganger”!
A breeze touched the trees and set their leaves to dancing. Birds perched on boughs above began singing a tune; melancholy and enchanting.
Stepping quietly, I quickened my pace, averting my eyes away from his face and was 10 feet away, when I heard him say, “Now, is the time for you to make amends, as your world as you know it, is about to end”.
I responded, my voice filled with anger, “Leave me alone, you horrible old doppelganger”!
