Wodahseht

~* Green *~    Why did I come back?    He stood staring at the base of a cracked and dirty wall built up against the sidewalk he was on. It had caught his eye in passing and now he couldn’t look away from it – the perfect representation of how he felt. A lifetime he had spent building a wall against the dangers of emotion. A lifetime learning to accept his fate and the futility of hope. A lifetime wasted when one tiny sliver of freedom could make the wall crumble.    How long had they been in Bunnyburrow? Weeks? Months? He couldn’t remember. It was important not to remember. Remembering would bring hope. Hope would doom h