THE PAST PLAQUE

what in the breeze, their trunks established immovably in the ground.They seemed to have been there for a long time and were much older and wiser than I was.I c

ared to be completely covering the trees and swallowing them up.It brought to mind a sunset just before it vanished fro

iful to look at.No, this light was risky.On the off chance that you got excessiv

g lifted from the ground and placed in someone else's arms before I could react.My mom was to blame.Her hair was covering

I felt like I was trying to look at him while he was underwater because his facial features were so blurry.

e light that I had been looking at earlier, my mother cried,

o the ground, I could hear a faint wood crackle.The intense heat that came along with it was rapidly approaching.The fire was getting closer to us as the innocent breeze that had been blo

lright."It appeared as though he was attempting to persuade himself as well a

me that not everyone would survive, even though I had no idea who everyone was or how the fire started.I struggled in my mother's

me.She spoke into the evergreens as if it

vicious and animalistic appearance, it retained my father's eyes and was large and gray.It made a small whine and pointed to us over its shoulder.My mother climbed up behind me and lifted me onto th

e we were moving so quickly, everything became one big green mass.I tried to shield myself from the noise by raising my hands to my ears as the trees whizzed by our heads like bullets.I felt my mom

have come from behind, as if.As she looked over her shoulder, my mother let out a terrified cry that

r.Her breaths came in short bursts as she sank so low that she was basically crouching over me;They were ghosting against the side of my face, and I could feel it.We were barely separated from one another;I w

that it was a bridge as we got closer.Stone-built and slender, itIt appeared to have been there for a very long time, like the trees.The river's churning water fille