Aura

The Aura It was a very dark night his flash light could only penetrate darkness a few yards ahead, and inside the light´s circle layers of night swirled around like mist. He had been somewhere he should not have been and her perfume lingered, he knew this track had walked it many times with his dog, could still feel its presence which was reassuring. He must have left the track, collided with an almond tree and her perfume disappeared in the blossoming scent of the tree. The band of cloud broke and there was full moon, a silver light to lead him home; he saw a dog sitting near he patted the dogs head it looked familiar. Back on the main road there were street lights, he turned to tell the dog to come, but it wasn´t there anymore.