i_have_stood_here_beore starved inside the pouring rain 020526 ... User24 "Beore", he shouted after her "Beore?", again, to an alley where once a shadow had stood, heard the truth at last, and, finally, fled. (no reply) No Reply. it hit him like a sudden gust of wind, that he had stood here before, calling after her, getting no reply.. this time... this time it would be different. He thrust himself forward and ran after her, catching that elusive shadow turning corners, trying to escape him and the terrible truth he had imparted. still she ran, still he shouted after her, and still the reply was but an echo of his plea. which way had the shadow turned? left? right? up? in the darkness he lost her. he had done it again, he had lost her. he knew he was destined to find and lose her again and again and again and again. And as he stood in the rain, a second realisation hit him, with yet more force than the previous. the truth makes everyone flee . 030708 what's it to you? who go blather from