this time you go alone

YOU DON'T KNOW, YOU DON'T KNOW, YOU DON'T KNOW

Home.

Or it would be, for a time she did not know. The great height had been hard to traverse and for now she did not wish to go back down. Especially when she could look out over the snowy lowlands. She could see a herd in the far distance that traveled. Unaware and untouched. They flourished within the silent place.

She thought a flock of birds could be seen too.

It was a soft, silent moment. The last thing she had ever thought she might experience with the way her life had suddenly tumbled free of her own plans. Soon, she thought, she could manage. She could reclaim her own life once more.