The Gods

Written by Charlie
The Gods had returned one to her, it was a dazzling gift. They were watching and listening. They wanted Greenmont to survive.

A naive part wondered if they would return anyone else. No, the others were all buried. She had seen them. Three sons the gods had gifted the house.

She promised to return its daughter. Over and over she had promised it. She had to follow through. She thought of the paintings still tucked away. She would follow through on the promises she had made Olyver too as he would have if their roles had reversed.

She lay in bed staring at the ceiling until her mind drifted back to the dark of the mountains. Let the stranger take rest now, Marzia had things to do and would let him do no more work in her house.