Beautiful Serena It was cold as I drove back to the cabin. The country lane wound into the darkness as the snow covered my windscreen. Turning yet another bend my head lights caught a glimpse of black fur through the pelting snow…what the fuck was that? As the car straightened, the lights were able to light her up. “Walking in this weather…she’s fucking mad” I thought. A tall red head was stumbling along the grass verge, her long hair holding onto the snow as if it would never fall again, and covered in a long black fur coat, which glistened in my headlights. I had no clue where she came f… Read more