29 January 2013
As the snow melted, I wept in awe... were the words scribbled on a crumpled piece of paper. What these words meant I couldn't be sure simple words left as a clue but the meaning had to be greater.
A previous note had led me to this graveyard in the middle of the night, The uncomfortable silence was overbearing A twig snapped giving my senses an un welcomed fright, In my head my escape route my thoughts were already preparing.
I didn't want to run, for some answers I'd spent a year searching... just when I'd been on the verge of giving up I'd come to my final clue. But you had always been one step ahead watching and observing little did I know that it had been a means of bringing me to you.
A Clue • Opuss № I