In Which A Story Unfolds: Chapter One*
Ink on paper
The sun rose as a breeze blew, as the pond rippled, as the birds sang.
She awoke to all this with a question in lodged her heart, “who am I?” She wondered.
All day she sat on the banks of the pond, thinking. Nature and life swept around her as she waited for the answer to reveal itself.
She waited, and waited.
*Each day for the next 13 days, I’ll add on to this story as it unfolds.
311 days done, 54 days to go.
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