creativelifeandtimes

                             The Foundling

In a secret valley ringed by grassy hills the little people found a baby. She was bundled up in a colorful patchwork quilt. They looked all around, even climbing one of the small thorny trees for a better view. There was no sign of another large human: no buildings, no smoke, no tracks in the grass.

"We will have to take care of her until her people return."

to be continued