Uh.

The ground grew colder
And colder
While the heartless wind kept blowing
Fog covered the grass
And you stood in the middle of it
A blank stare on your face
An empty note
And a fist full of hate
The trees screamed at you
With their branches scratching at your soul
The leaves began to dance around you feet
And the small earth creatures crept their way past you
A feeling so strong
The old creeper dare not come
The earth stood still
The omened clounds crept to a hault
The trees died
And the leaves lost rhythm
For now all was still

And you moved.