ONCE AGAIN
ONCE AGAIN I had written this piece for a competition I was planning to enter, however, I doubt my entry ever got sent. we were to use The trees swayed in the wind and a flash of lightning lit up the entire forest. Suddenly, in a pool of light a strange creature with silver wings emerged. “Please .. help…me…. these lines somewhere in the story. I decided to take up an earlier idea of mine and develop it into this. For some reason it always manages to make me emotional, now that could just be because I had written it a time of vulnerability. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ‘He saw right through me. He saw right through my facade. He saw right through this wall I have built.’ It is always so peaceful up here. Here, on this rather comfortable bench, we sit every night. This balcony gives the best view of the garden, you can see all the colorful bushes and beautifully carved h...