random writing i hope to make into a book someday enjoy!

PART 1: THE MEETING." do i know you?" dealia quinceton asked to the stranger who had been following for the last several blocks. the figure just stood there slightly wavering in the breeze. the figure was clearly a man of stature and was an easy 6ft 5inches, no doubt by the bulkyness of his sleeves he was a gymnist as well. the mere sight of those two aspects frightened her just enough for her breathing to increase but she stood there daringly in the cold of the alley she had accidently turned into. she was not blocked from escape he just stood there head down and hands in his pockets. besides she could just turn around and run down the alley to the oppsite street. the stranger finally looked up and inhailed a long breath. their eyes locked in the silence. the stare was hypnotic and made her dizzy in her stillness. those piercing eyes were o to familliar but she could not place them. the face was still hidden by the upturned collar. suddenly when she felt her balance was about to give way the stranger spoke up, "in time you will know me, no longer fear me, i am the dusk following dawn the coal and wood to every fire, and the father to the forsaken and the sheriff to the dark..."he said something softly like a name .perhaps even "rivan". in the blink of an eye he was gone as if lightning just flashed and he vanished. little did she know he was around the corner still watching her as she blinked in dumbfoundedness. a small smirk crossed his hidden face as he silently crept away. dealia went home and took a shower the warm water washing away the memory for a short while. cleansing her mind as a distraction. when that was over she dried and brushed her long brown hair. she placed it in a bun and went to read her book of old folk lore. the book was souly based upon the ghost stories of the city she just moved to. if something creepy was going on she would find out. not that she was nosy or anything its just she was a news writer for the city newspaper and she did a little bit of writing on her own time. people would think she was sick of words by the way she was always reading or writing or interviewing. but know they were her deep passion and if the whole world lost there voice for a day and the ability to write as well then she would communicate through sign language. as she was reading though something caught her eye. a story of a protector who would watch over the city as if he was batman. he would have his own little saying that goes as followed " in time you will know me, no longer fear me,i am the dusk following the dawn..." this was what the weird stalker had recieted to her in the ally. could he be a ghost or a spirit, an angel or what?!? now that she was interested there was no way of keeping her off the trail of this mystery...