Once
upon a time a woman was walking along a path gathering herbs. She hummed as she
went about her work and at one point stood tall to stretch her back. The sun
was out and she pushed the hood of her cloak back and for a moment paused and
lifted her face to the warmth.
Unbeknownst
to her, she was being watched. The man, the local priest, stood on an upper
path. When she stretched her back,
Published on October 05, 2018 00:00