Trial of Sight
Part Four
~ “Cara, sweet, come in to wash”
Mothers’ voice calls in deathly dream
A little girl wades in water fresh and cool
even in dreams, she could feel its touch
a child with flaxen hair
wild, untamed, her locks and she alike
At her side a silver knife
gift from a father for her protection
along with lessons
to help her kill…!. ~
-I used the “~” to show this is a dream… just for future reference… What do you think of this installment!?
Blessed Be in the Love of Story and the Light of Connection, SirenWww@QuestionHome@Com