Roaming in the unpaved path bloody hands bruised knuckles knots all over my head. My bloods boiling I feel the tears start to drown my eyes. I’m crying hard. It’s dark I’m far out from the ranch. I fall to my knees and ball up. I remember the look on my mother and fathers faces as the city council sliced into them. I clench the dirt in my still bleeding hands. The wound is deep. So much blood. I feel the pain. I drop the fistful kneeling I punch the ground. “WHY HAVE THE GODS FORSAKEN MY FAMILY” my blood and tears are overflowing. My senses start to leave me. I hear rustling under me. I touch the ground soaked with my blood and tears a small pile. “SPEAK TO ME PLEASE SHOW ME” I’m yelling passing out suddenly I can’t feel the ground and I feel like I’m taking off as if the Gods are bringing me to them. I black out. I hear giggles and feel my heart pounding I’m dry and crusty. I feel the sun burning my face I open my eyes clear blue sky. The wind blows and I fall straight down and land on a branch. I’m on a tree?