In Which A Story Unfolds: Chapter Three*
Ink on paper
To find the answer to her question she needed to explore the patterns and unknowns that life spread across the world. And to do this, she knew she must move.
Whispering goodbye to the space and history beneath her, she turned to the sky.
“Wind,” she said. “Will you carry me?”
The wind laced its fingers about her and the journey began.
*Each day for the next 11 days, I’ll add on to this story as it unfolds.
313 days done, 52 days to go.