Lonely Night 1
As I patted the last of the dirt off my body I looked at the stranger and offered him something warm to drink. A small grunt came before he responded. "Yes please I would gladly like some." As words began to leave his lips they sounded almost sepulchral for a moment before the tone averted to a warm, calming, enchanting type of sound. As we sat at my small kitchen table he sipped at his drink of coffee almost slowly drinking it letting the warmth slowly move around his body. We sat at the...