Day 13

And it was only in nature that she saw them. It was never from peering out the window or walking down the street. She knew that in order to see them, she had  to make that effort. The walk was quiet, up the hill and past all the townhouses with their chimney’s smoking and up through the snicket. The woodlands was alive with birdsong, the air filled with magic and secrets.

And it was here, always here, that she saw them.

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