i am not the only reader in the cave . looking down the street he saw misty running towards him . my fear of telling her about my day was crazy . the image beams a large black screen with cylinder shapes of smooth lines in the color of silver . his kind of woman did n't wear t-shirts ; she wore silk . something stirred in the belly of the earth , something small . why did i break up with her just so some other guy could play games with her ? well , minus the snow of course . 