Cold Night (Short story version)

Light snow was beginning to fall now. The icy air chilled his face and poured into his mouth each time he breathed. It was unpleasant so he held his breath as the cold wind created golden waves on the fields. His limbs were weak. Lifting his hand, he could barely clench them. If he were human he knew he would have fallen by now, and he imagined the light snow falling lightly on his face, staring up at the black sky. But the blood that the woman gave him a week ago helped him stay upright.
A large white building was coming closer over the flat plains. A house, as soon as his eyes touched the glass and the window sills, he sensed the people inside. Two people, a man and a woman, a young married couple they were. His mouth watered and his eyes began to burn. The air was suddenly colder and he felt that the empty hole was widening in his chest.
A tall wide oak tree was there too, seperated by the yard, in front of the great house. Its branches were very long and hanging down like a willow tree. They twisted and he knew he would sit down there.
The air was calm again, silent, then suddenly more wind blew and he held his breath again, his body swaying to the left. The house was coming closer.
He hated her right then, more than he ever did, for the sensations he felt now. The feelings and thoughts that were never there before. In all of the places in the world except for this empty place, he had to feel them now here.
The bark of the oak tree was frozen, frosted and the leaves had died last month. The ground crunched beneath his cold bare feet as they stepped on the red and brown leaves that lay there. But he didn't look down on them, didn't pick them up to count them. His gaze stayed fixated on the great house in front of him. The yard was wide and he realized it was all a huge farm he had come to.
The wife inside was locking the doors, dressed in a long cotton night gown and light green bathrobe, ready for sleep. "Sherrilyn" entered his mind. She coughed once for her house was cold. He knew now that that was her name, "Sherrilyn".