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  "Oh, look at that, you didn't get eaten by a wolf" Edith observes as I walk back to the camp just on time for sunset.

I look around in the camp in the light from the fire Edith has under the pot she's heating the soup in. Alfred has already left - "He had to get back to drawing unnecessary stuff in bible margins," Edith explained. She has already put our tents up and has cleaned our soup bowls.

The entire camp smells like a mix of different meats we have as leftovers, now in the soup. I breath in the delicious smell as I walk closer to the soup.

"Hey, uhm, this might be weird, but I got us this" I stutter as I pull out the loaf Eden got me from under my robe. Before Edith can question me about it, I continue with "No questions asked." Edith just smiles and tells me to cut pieces of it out, so it'll be easier to eat.

After the soup is done, we sit on the same bench as earlier, now just without Alferd. The entire sky is full of different shades of red and yellow, no clouds to be seen. Edith takes a piece of the bread and dips it in the soup. "Oh, my gods, I forgot how delicious this is" she particularly moans. I smile at her and take a bite myself, and she's right. 

Fresh bread has never tasted as great as it does after you haven't had it in a year.

We eat in silence, looking at the colourful sky, breathing in the smell of the forest, enjoying the meal.

I love moments like this, and I wish I could stay in it forever. But I can't. Eventually, we have to get up and go to sleep, and live out the exact same day all over again. Minus the part where I spy on an old friend.

Damn it, now I'm thinking about Kendra again. How her red hair falls down her shoulders, green eyes bright from happiness, orange freckles bright on her pale face. The feeling going down my spine every time she touched me, tears falling down her cheeks after I told her my story.

At the same time, I wish I could just take her with me to the camp and live with her here, but I also wish I'd never see her again. The last opinion would be better for her, so she could go and live the life she deserves.

I finish my soup and I go straight to bed, only to find out I can't sleep because I keep thinking about her. I lay there for a while before I fall asleep, only seeing dreams about me and Kendra, living together like two best friends do.

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