PAST

The old woman pushes her golden locks away and adjusts the bag on her shoulder. She has been walking for a while now and she is already getting tired because of the heavy load she is carrying.

She adjusts her bag again as she sights civilization. Waking up and eating in the forest is alright with her but she won’t miss a fine breakfast or is it lunch.

She has lost track of the time but the bright sun radiating on her indicates that it is still mid-day.

The laughter of the children becomes clearer as she steps into the land, her eyes flicking here and there to observe...