[ IP ] The Dark Wanderer

The wanderer beat on through the hardpan, lead by a blue-white wisp burning out light soon swallowed by the dark of the desert that surrounded him. The silhouettes of widlife clung along the perphiery of the field of light, none of them daring to edge further. The wanderer was formless underneath his cloak, the corners tugged and thrown about by the suck and pull of the wind. 
 
 A wisp of light lingered in the distance, illuminating the walk of a flat-topped farmhouse. He ambled on towards the light, his own wisp illuminating the ground around him, desert gave way to praire grass as the edges of the property, thickening as one went farther out to the pastures that sat on either side of the farmhouse. His wisp sped towards it's twin, the two orbs blurring together into one, blue-green light. 
 
 The wanderer walked up to the front of the house, unlocked the front door and eased it open. The main room of the farmhouse was quiet and the only light inside, was a thin paraffin candle almost burned down to it's end, that sat beside a boy with dishwater blond hair, dozing in a reclliner twice his size. The wanderer smiled impercetibly behind his coverings and swept the boy into his arms, carrying him a room over and tucking him into bed. 
 
 The wanderer closed the door to the boy's bedroom snuggly and walked back into the living room, pulling back the hood of his cloak to reveal a head of fine, dishwater blond hair. He sunk into the recliner and slept, neither him nor the boy so much as stirring untill dawn.
