The eagles asked me to take Alice to a second place. As I did, Alice pulled me to a stop. “I can’t.”
I took both her hands in mine. “Why?”
“You don’t know, do you?”
I softly touched her cheek with my fingertips, as I closed my eyes. Alice pressed my hand against her face. And I saw her memories. She stood in the small glade the eagles told me about. She was much younger. I saw her speaking to a butterfly, her eyes closed, as she listened to the stories it shared with her.
I saw members of the horde pour through the walls of the glade, destroying it. I learned what they’d done to Alice that day. When she was just a child.
I’d seen enough. I kissed her. I held her.
“Alice. It’s time for things to change.”
She kissed me. “I’ve looked for you so long.”
This is part 27 in the continuing story I’m working on for Angela Goff’s Visual Dare. Please read the other entries in this week’s Visual Dare challenge.
If you wish to read the entire tale, you can find it, starting with Part 27, running back to Part 1, here.