Knights

The sound of the axe thunking through the wood as someone chopped wood led me to the Ford house, not that I didn’t know how to get there by now. As I walked through the woods, the flowers opened to greet me. It was so strange. They danced and bowed their blooms, like small animals greeting their owner. I even found myself wishing them a good morning and welcoming a few new patches. These were blue, the same shade as Ben’s eyes.