yes back again with a writing to prompt, we got from jenny a max of 200 words this time to play with, I haven’t used them all, the prompt is as always in bold:
The day the first stone was placed was one filled with betrayal and pain
the wall was built long ago but shall always remain.
Life whispers though the cracks but is so far away
she is just a little girl, with fire-red hair and a smile for everyday.
Never she knows how long she’s been, but is there to stay
She never grows up, old or dies, her wall keeps her save
Her tale could be victory or tragedy with ending always the same
hidden from time and death but alone and barely sane.
But no one tells her tale at all,
she’s forgotten on the other side of the wall.