Today’s story is one I wrote for my dad. It is about a young boy being led through the woods by his father. They take a path to a secret place. A hidden confluence of nature. There amongst the fallen leaves and grey twilight are things the boy will never forget.
Until his dying day and beyond.
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Today’s story is one I wrote for my dad. It is about a young boy being led through the woods by his father. They take a path to a secret place. A hidden confluence of nature. There amongst the fallen leaves and grey twilight are things the boy will never forget.
Until his dying day and beyond.
If you like Stories Are My Way Home, then please consider rating and subscribing! Thank you so much for listening!! 🌲🌲