road of dreams

it was a long dark road filled with fear, the wind whipping my face as i walked. then as i looked to my right i saw a man standing on the corner waveing, just waveing. but as the moments past he was before me, standing, just standing. and when he spoke an icy wind flowed from his mouth and frooze the rain that was falling, frightened i realed back and felt my back upon his breast. with out a breath drawn he spoke to me, spoke to me of a warning of my death to come. the road is empty now, not a sound can be heard rain does not fall, words are unspoken, rain does not fall nor the sun or moon light hit the ground. time is still and fear remains chills creeping up your spine and seeping into your skull only to make you fall trapped forever in your dreams.