She turned her gaze away from him uneasily, looking at the dark clouds. She threw back her hood to reveal hair that was not white, but dark as raven with silver linings. The fringe of her hair obscured her face, swirling as an echo of the wind.
She was so close. The closest that she could be without hurting him.
She tried to smile, yet she dropped tears.
I have to go, she closed her eyes and faded into the air.