And now she never will

A young girl had taken to wandering on a road that went from her house.
The sky was a blend of yellow as if they fields were growing into it. Golden Fields. noting ever changed.
Suddenly there was a man on the road a man she'd never seen as she'd seen no one before on these roads at all. She stood and looked at him, he wore a top had, a coat too large that it draped the ground tailing behind him. white gloves and a mask.
He in a second was upon her folding her hands into his, his masked face next to hers as if he were about to whisper something to her that would change it all. she stood silent looking into his brilliant cold eyes something shining behind them as the light left her own.
The man kept walking as he left her there laying on the road  He had more things to do and no time to do them. Her golden hair streaming like rivers of gold, a small bat flew from her coat, and I have not the time to mention where it came from. just that it was her only friend in the world.
The girls family never loved her, and now no one ever would.
she didn't know where she was going and now she never will.
Gently he took her, brutally he killed her
quietly yet screaming
lonely yet brilliantly loved by the sun the moon and the stars.
that no one may ever find this girl who wandered, may she never have a name.
and may no one ever love her.
That man will keep walking the road and he will meet everyone who travels it.
As the fields dance and the sun shines like nothing.
Nothing ever changed.