Trail Run by loyalsock
It was early morning. The sun had just turned a darkened sky to apale silvery gray. A heavy fog blanketed the forest-floor while a mistcontinued to float down on everything beneath the canopy. I doubted verymuch that there was another soul near me, for miles. That was good. Thatwas exactly the way I wished it to be. Becoming lost in thought, I ranharder, faster. The sound of the leaves and sticks crunching under my weightbrought comfort in their familiarity. Keeping my breathing regular,...