avril15’s Secret Artist #5 — Where I Once Belonged

This is where I once belonged. The place where I was born, sitting now bathed in the light from one of their engines. I pause to admire its beauty. Like so many dangerous things in nature, it pulls in the eye. Then I have to gulp down my next thought as I remember what it’s doing to the people below. My neighbours. My friends. My family. A warm breeze rolls across the top of the hill, carrying the sounds of the engine and the machinery down in the valley. My friends and family are the only reason I’m not down there too. They believed in me. They said if anyone could do it, I could. They got me out. Failure might not be an option, but it hangs over me. How can I fight something so huge? ...View all