Today DailyPrompt is Lie In The Soil
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There was an old stout tree in the middle of a dense forest; its roots went far and wide having many mysteries to tell. Deeper behind this curtain an old man has knelt, his fingers shaking as he wiped off the fallen leaves. He softly spoke a name that has been erased by time, and then buried a rusty miniature of a pouch. “Lie in the soil,” he whispered and his tears began to roll down on the lines on his face, rugged from the sun and the wind. There were the images of a lost love that was sacrificed to time, a love that never made it to the altar. As he covers it, there was the swaying of the branches from the breeze and they all came with a feeling of serenity. The forest the silent observer, closed its eyes to the reality once again; however, it held the secret in its bosom.
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