Forgotten

There is no time like the present. They all like the many before them now had forgotten what they were here for. The questions had long ceased and queries replaced them Рthose day to day questions of where what, when and how now frequented their thinking. The most basic of questions now so comment and relevant.

Was it the long walk in darkness with those black trees that creaked and murmured that affected them so? Where did it lead them and where are they now? What was the song that bird sang in the night? And how can anything make sense anymore? Maybe it was just the cold wind that blew so relentlessly until it drove you back along that dark way and of course that cave! Forgotten until now!