September 30th
2020
Author & Writer: Ms Izabel LAnglais
Written: September 2020
Ancient stone
Walking on
the path to return home, she accelerated as the night was setting in. The
lights in the shops and cafes were now lighted; bathing the patios, table and
chairs, in this warming goldish atmosphere...
Life was
waking up slowly ... after hiding inside form the burning sun ... the moon was
a blessing ... and a new set of peoples were taking seats and grouping with
friends here and there...laughing and talking ...
Creatures
active at night were waking up and crossing the path looking for some food left
from the day or preparing to hunt ... others awake during the day ... were
now taking refuge in their nest ... away
from those predators.
A hare was
frozen still ... she startled him and he ran to his hide out ...
Laughing to
see him run in little jump ... she continued walking looking at him smiling ...
“Ouch!” she
cried
“What’s
there ?” looking what her foot had bumped onto, she discovered this piece of
stone coming out of the bushes ... grabbing the bush gently and pushing it
delicately to the side...she uncovered this incredible piece of an ancient
stone or altar ...
Flying
around it were little strings that seemed like flies or Elves ...
Written by Ms Izabel LAnglais
Photo taken by Ms Izabel LAnglais