The Bandit's Return. NOT DONE YET.

Day Broke Over the sky, the sky still partially dark as dawn stretches over the area, banishing the night. I had ran all the way from Virginia to Vancouver Canada and Back. My feet were swollen and I had fled to the forest area of North Carolina as my temporary stoping place. The smell of burning wood filled the air along with a familiar strawberry sent. My ears stand up and I pick myself up off the ground shaking the dirt off me. A sudden thought came to mind, Shiloh. But what was he of all people doing out here? Managing to run a little further I follow the smell leading me to peer through the tall bushes. There he sat, his hazel eyes lit up like the diamonds.