The Lost Road [Day 166]

SILVER DROPS PLAYED hopscotch on the old cobblestone road. Forgotten long ago in the denser part of the forest, it’s once polished stones were cracked and covered in thick tufts of moss. The storm blinked overhead, eyelashes of lightning letting it see the scampering rain. At least they still had a use for the abandoned road. For deep in the forest, nothing can truly be lost. 


Written: 4 March 2016

Words: 66 

x-posted

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