This is actually an exerpt from a book I began to write, but never finished. I was about sixteen, I believe when I started to pen it.
As he walked toward me in the dark woods lush with trees, his dusky hair blew wildly in the powerful wind. Its as if every force of nature were following behind him at his very command. His bright green eyes shone brightly in the dark in an unearthly manner that was almost superhuman. His eyes took on a glow of no man I've ever seen. He was indeed a beautiful creature.


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This is really great. Will you ever finish it, you think?