Recall

The fire was starting to get low and Chloe watched the glowing red embers as the cold wind fanned them.

She placed three more dry branches on the embers and sat watching as they first smoked a little then began to catch fire.

She began to wonder if the trees missed these branches and minded at all if they were burnt.

She left the fireside and move toward the end of the path where trees ended. Putting her head forwards she listened keeping perfectly still.

For a long while there was nothing and then she asked,”Do you mind if take and burn the old branches?”

The trees suddenly moved in the cold breeze, though more than before, and she listened and she heard their voices

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murmur and she recalled their few words.

 

In a moment it flashed in her head such a scene, the trees holding out a lake with setting sun. The cold wind blew across it but the image engraved itself into her mind. Such a change from the darkness.

“Now recall”, said a tree, “Remember our words…..the way is long….there’s danger ahead…….but you can only……go on.” There was a pause and murmuring then a tree spoke again, “Find the red stone at the feet of Askel the great oak.”

“Follow the path….find the sun…..and green trees….deep into Gorm the valley deep….and up the steep slope of Shadenwell the forgotten mountain lost in the hills Tildon the great hills…….”.

The trees fell silent nothing more to say as if perhaps they had already said too much. Chloe scrambled to write what she could hold the fading light torch of her mobile. She wrote all she could recall.

 

Around the fire

Around the fire, they now gathered looking to warm their cold limbs and feel the heat this fire.

Keith joined them, slipping his picture into his bag and leaning on a rock close to the cave entrance.

The world intrudes in every sphere – its needs, its greed, its seed of desire, but here they had lost it for a while.

Keith leaning and watching though furthest from the fire could feel it begin to warm him. He liked it gentle warming and with that, he regained a little of that desire as he watched Sarah. He had not noticed her before but now wondered more and more about her.

Chloe spoke for the first time for a long while. “What is this all about and where are we going?” she asked looking about her and all those seated around the fire.

It was Geoff that first answered saying, “I did not what it meant to wander across the green bridge. I did not know we could not go back.”

He hung his head as if he would start crying, but continued to speak, “I don’t know what this means or where we are going, but we have to get back and get through this.”

He looked up with a desire in his eyes and scanned about him at all the faces of them around the fire.

They all knew they had to get out of this and find the way back. They also feared what lay ahead, this was so surreal and weird. Anything could lay ahead, what next after talking trees and birds.