He brushed his pants and sleeves and climbed up to the side
of the road. His silver hair shone in
the emerging light while a salt and pepper shadow appeared on his face. He raised his left arm and scratched his head
turning it from one side of the long road to the other. He looked back down into the ditch and tried
to recall how he had landed in it. His
head felt light and foggy at the same time, the past and future missing from
its memory zone.
Crossing the road he felt the movement of his body
comfortable, feeling fit and hungry. He
sat on the side watching for a vehicle.
In just a few moments he saw two small headlights heading his way coming
away from the breaking horizon. He stood
up on the roadside and waved his long arms over his head, around his body, all
over slicing through the cool air. The
car closed in on him, began to slow and just before approaching his spot, swerved
away from him, sped up and was gone. He
stood in the middle of the road watching one tiny red light flicker in its tail
before disappearing into darkness.
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