''Wanderer''

A story as told by Emmawynn to a friend on the road.
 

"There was once a little girl who lived in a tree.  While she was in the tree bad things did not happen to her.  If she left the tree, when she came back she could find comfort and stillness, a way through the bad things that happened outside."

A merry old soul is he, jumps brook, picks herb and sips at leafen blackberry tea. The truth of the matter was, he was getting old, so very old. His perfectly greying hair, his wrinkled skin and creaking bones ached after the morning's hike, morale, not that he would be so careless to admit, was at an all time low.