Astray

Day 54

A strong hush of wind came blowing upon.

Instinctively the hand covered the eyes.

Pushing aside the tresses.

With worried freckles.

Looking around for shelter.

‘Like a scenic plot in a book’ –

Was standing a straw hut close by.

Walking towards it, holding up,

the large red gown with both hands.

Upon entering found an old maiden

She looked disinterestedly and nodded.

The rest of the night was spent there.

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