In The Hole

I was on my own now, only the fire’s flame keeping me company. Well, that and ants marching through a gap in the stones. I reached down to touch them, intruding on their world. They hurriedly and excitedly split up their formation, scrambling every which way in the light of the fire.

My fingers were numb now, but the burning sensation in my hands from the night’s cold temperatures was still a fresh memory. 

I wrote my goodbyes on the cave walls with the ashes from the fire. I was longing for my family that I would never see again.

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