The snow layered the ground in clouds that night as i walked trembling and numb to the core and i found myself clinging forcelessly to a gravestone eyes dry an locked on her front door and i could hear your distant laughter carried with the biting wind and i felt my demons flustering with sadness battleing not to give in
You know it's a tremendous opening line. You have admirable pace here and a real ear for flow. Just watch expressions that puzzle- 'clinging forcelessly' and 'flustering with sadness.' Write on!
