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day of my life, the path we walked through every day would become a path.
We wouldn’t walk again as the forest closed in on us that day and the fog led us towards the light, trying its best to get us out.
But the forest had another plan for us and even though we did no harm to the forest, it still wanted us as its prize now.
Two loyal servants to provide all the care it would need over the years, but the fog didn’t want the boys to lose out on such a blessed life they were already living every day.
As the fog knew, their story had just begun, and they provided so much to their village that the forest was being unfair to them.
So just when the forest thought it was time to sweep the boys up, the fog grew thick and told the boys to run and never look back.
Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyrighted ©️ 2021 By Deirdre Stokes
