New beginnings
We sit by the side of the road, talking. Someone was there, but I'm not sure who. It didn't seem to matter. All of a sudden the winds pick up, like a tornado suddenly appears out of nowhere, close enough that you can feel the dust and dirt ripping through the air and across your skin. A twinge of fear, and suddenly there's rock everywhere, and a landslide has buried us alive together with little hope of digging out, but I'll try anyway, and then I wake up.