Spoken…

 

 

Dark silence had filled the air.  All that could be heard was Freedom’s labored breath and his hoof’s as they glazed against the surface dust of the earth. It was a cool night.  There was no setting sun…no feeding of the diamonds…no basin of water to bathe before bed. 072516 022
“Stop”… said Me.  It is here that we will sleep.   As she dismounted, her legs buckled from the weight of her body.  This was the first time that her body had left the security of Freedom’s warm hold since leaving this morning.   Able to only distinguish soft dark shapes around her: Me worked her way slowly to what looked to be a large unidentifiable tree.  Continue reading “Spoken…”