I still remember it like it was yesterday. Like an endless cycle of a dream.
Being hunted, running away. A mother, and her baby girl in her arms. bounty hunters, giving chase. Cornered on a high cliff, a strong river below.
A gunshot echoes, the mother... badly shot, falling with her child still in her embrace, crashed into the river.
She was just an innocent mother with a baby mutant, she never deserved such a horrible fate.
I wonder, alone, in the very forests I call my children, and my home. In Germany, I was like a guardian, A spirit of life as most say, others mostly misjudge, mistaking me as a demon. But I didn't care if they say I'm a demon. I'm me, and me alone, not as a monster.
I still go on with my life, wondering alone.
But there's a huge possibility that fate has given to me. Maybe a growing tree of them. Who knows what God has for me.
Find out more about the journey I will take, and what the fate of love will find me.
*Note: None of the pictures are mine.*