: About Me

The old man walked slowly down the footpath that snaked through the forest. He was in no particular hurry to get where he was going. His age would not allow him to get in too much of a rush and aside from that, he was enjoying the cool autumn breeze that wisped his thin hair. The sky was slightly overcast, giving the forest a subdued, comfortable look free from an intrusive, hot sun. It had been many years since he had walked this path. The last time was with his beautiful Jenny just a few days before she had been taken from him by the Angel of Death. They had both come here many times bef...