In the middle of those old and ancient
trees, one would find her, even if not looking attentively, lying on
the wet grass.
Her movements were uncoordinated and pointless. The screaming was hurting her throat, her tears drowning her eyes, her despair and pain suffocating her heart! Quite a unique image that of the white anguished body against the bright green.
Was she lost? Was she to be dead in the next ten minutes? Was the rest of her existence to be permanently like her present gestures? Was this dramatic event meant to have any great significant consequence in her, in her life?
Quite suddenly, she stood up, straightened herself and started walking. It was impossible to determine where she was going. Was she lost? Guessing by the way she wondered while looking at her feet, no, she was not!
Her movements were uncoordinated and pointless. The screaming was hurting her throat, her tears drowning her eyes, her despair and pain suffocating her heart! Quite a unique image that of the white anguished body against the bright green.
Was she lost? Was she to be dead in the next ten minutes? Was the rest of her existence to be permanently like her present gestures? Was this dramatic event meant to have any great significant consequence in her, in her life?
Quite suddenly, she stood up, straightened herself and started walking. It was impossible to determine where she was going. Was she lost? Guessing by the way she wondered while looking at her feet, no, she was not!
