Existing from the bounty of the forest high above the city, we made our home near the serene beauty of the mountain stream. A life of peace, a paradise, far removed from the ills of the world we once knew.
The day they came, it was as if our hearts were torn from our chests. And now the smoldering fires have driven us far away.
But of this one thing, the secret, I will not be deprived. And someday we will return, and then at last, they will know the truth.
Ah the secret! We all carry them.
ReplyDeleteAnna :o]
Effective, solid read.
ReplyDeleteEnigmatic and wonderful. Welcome to Magpie Tales. Looking forward to reading more of your work.
ReplyDeletetruth will always stand out.
ReplyDeletehopeful magpie.
The heart is always where the home is.
ReplyDeleteHaunting. I'm intrigued!
ReplyDeleteWhat fun! I found a secret in that picture, too.
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