Good Morning Everybody. Are you fine? As usual the little houses are involved in a bit of drama… This time some kind of a mysterious fairy tale style episode is underway… Goodness knows where it will end but I have a stock of biscuits in and the kettle is on, come and have a seat. Will you have tea or coffee?…
Living on the Edge 176; Light Relief…
“There once was a darkness that, in silent shoes, crept across the land. It carried no candle to light the way and everything it touched became lost in the black folds of its enormous cloak.”
This is what Leonie’s mother had told her when she’d asked about a thing called sunshine. Leonie had been reading with the librarian again and had many unanswered questions churning in her attic. There, her electric light flickered and dimmed with tiredness and dreamed of resting for just a while. But Leonie’s quest for knowledge had no time for such idleness.
Leonie’s windows widened and yet more questions followed. A golden ball of light in the sky? And a silver one at night? Night? Day? How could that be?
Surely, she speculated, if it was just a cloak, it could be torn or eaten through. She saddled up a reluctant moth and climbed up the mountainside.
She passed Ruth who was saying a quick prayer before entering her lottery numbers and turning in for the evening. And Claudine who, very ungraciously, muttered that Leonie was wasting her time.
Let them say what they will, thought Leonie and, undeterred, she pressed on. She was going to uncover the truth of the matter… xxx
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