hill.
puzzled, the girl followed. no god. no god. their words had cast a blanket over her soul.
the sun was now low in the sky.
at once the blanket of doubt fell away and the girl smiled, radiant once more. ‘i am,’ she said and her words were snatched once more by the wind and carried across the land.
i am … i am …i am …echoed brightly over the horizon and disappeared with the last of the sun.
the layered scents of evening drifted on the air and darkness settled over the fields.
‘come home!’ cried the earth, drawing her body close.
suddenly tired the girl lay down, her old coat muddy and torn. alone 