Leaving. The tale of the winter forest

The dawn had broken through the dark
night's veil. Nils filled a huge backpack
with different meal and with warm garb.
He did not know when He'll be back.
The unknown beckoned the brave guy.
There was not thought to leave the path.

Nils filled the bag an put it on.
The straps dug in his upper arms.
The guy looked once again at walls
of his old room to say goodbye
and left the house. Only Bee
had been aware of the trip.

Few steps were done on the new way.
But Nils recalled that his black flint
had been forgotten on the table.
The guy returned, leaving the things
out the door. He opened one
and had been hidden up behind.

That moment Bee was looking for
the guy from a far corner of
the slightly dusted with snow home.
She took the moment to go on
and rich the backpack. Bee was quick.
The girl had emptied the huge crypt*.

Hiding the contents, fidget Bee
had lost under the brown cloth flap
of the back pack. And only She
had closed one, Nils returned for it.
He hardly lifted the huge bag
and put on back, going away...

                by Thea Ariss
                24.09.2025

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