The Observation
The bridge never revealed where it ended.
Long willow branches hung over the walkway, softening the view and hiding what waited on the other side.
No one hurried across.
The path simply continued, one step at a time, disappearing beneath the trees before emerging again.
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Not every path asks to be seen all at once.
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Until the next observation,
Greg
