LaKia Decker

Lost

How did you get here? White, it fell from the skies that blended with the horizons. The cold that had pierced through the many coats had numbed every muscle. You walked so far, for so long. Your legs no longer listened to the commands you willed for them. The snow had taken away your sense of direction, that’s fine no way out of this hell anyway. No way out, you’ve known that from the beginning. Why did you keep going? Why did you shove your way through the layers of white only to end up here? Under the shadow of a lone tree, the only disruption to the white abyss. How did you end up here, the tree, the snow. The owl.