Morning Star

Across her village far deep in to the forrest Morning Star found peace and contentment. Here away from her village, the young girl enjoyed the daylight hours with the sounds and beauty of nature and it's animals. Beyond the forrest the mountains held a mystery all their own. Their beauty touched her soul and spirit yet they seems so far off to her.Her thoughts wondered what lay over them and what new world lay beyond those haunting peaks reaching to the sky. Suddenly the early morning was shattered by the sounds of gunfire. With all the men gone hunting no one was there to protect the village. Morning Star's thoughts were of not only the others in the village but of her mother and baby sister, she had to get back to them. Screams of women and children cut through the forrest as the scent of smoke and the sounds of horses grew closer. Suddenly the sounds began to fade and only the smell of smoke remained. As she stood at the clearing, Morning Star saw what was left of her village. Unable to move as her eyes looked across the bodies of women and children laying all around. Tears filled her eyes as she walked by so many searching for her mother and baby sister, hoping that they had fled to safety. There in the dirt lay her mother clutching her baby sister, both dead. How could this have happened? How could the soldiers have done this to them? Morning Star placed a blanket over her their lifeless bodies and slowly walked away. Her life as she knew it was gone, dead along with her mother and baby sister. She was the only survivor. Slowly she walked back into the forrest. Dusk was beginning and the forrest would keep her safe for the night. Tomorrow she would search for a way up to the mountains, there she would find a path to her destiny and what the spirits have chosen for her. She would be the only one to tell the story of all who had been lost this day. She would be the only one to keep their story alive for generations after this.