Toriam Stories

The cold crept so suddenly, it was almost like mother nature forgot about the upcoming winter. The snow settled on the ground in the forest as light seeked through the trees. The women's dark boots ran through the coldness, as the sleeping baby cradled in her arms covered by a blanket. Behind her and the child , were searching soldiers, looking through every corner for the small family. The mother's head took a turn as she saw a small village up ahead. In a few seconds , she ran with all her might, and knocked on the first wooden door of the first house she saw. A small tear ran down her face as she kissed the child. " Goodbye Alva, may the light guide you". Her soft voice whispered. With grace, she bent down at ground level, and placed the baby on the ground a few feet away from the door. On the infants neck, she placed a silver necklace. A memoir. As she left, sadness covered every inch of her body. The young mother left a muffled cry as once again, began running in the forest. Few seconds passed till the child itself cried at the same time the door opened revealing an old man.