Journey | Leaves in the Forest

I decided to do something new: write a short vignette about the image below, similar in style to Erin Morgenstern’s flax-golden tales (I love them!). The difference? The shorter vignette fits into a larger story, which I will continue to write until the characters tell me I’m done.

Feedback always appreciated.



After a week, we abandoned the tracks. Intuition, Father claimed.

I’m not sure where we’re headed. I think it’s okay. Father seems to have a pretty good idea of where we need to go.

At the very least, he doesn’t act lost.

I want to ask if we’re trying to go somewhere he remembers. I want to find out if we’re trying to go somewhere from Before.

Does it matter? We’re looking for her. She is our destination. She exists outside of Before. I need know no other purpose.

I must have seemed upset about the tracks, because Father mentioned it later.

“We couldn’t follow them forever, Grey. They would have led to an old city. Maybe we would have walked for days, maybe weeks – but we couldn’t go there, Grey.” When Father explained it like this, I understood. He’s right, of course – but I miss the tracks until the second day, when we stumble upon the waterfall.

“Have I ever told you about the oubliette?” Father asks. I shake my head, and he begins.

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