Woof, this one took two false starts to complete. 10 minutes til midnight. Classic lol. Word Wheel Spinner Word Wheel Stories Evergreen
She has stood for hundreds of year in just the same spot. Evergreen is her history and evergreen are her boughs. Once there was a horse cart that passed nearby. She didnât quite liked the horses thogh. They were slow and plodding and sometimes tried to nibble her branches. They dropped manure on the path and leaving it to stink in the sun. It was natural of course and she should have been fine with that. She was she supposed. Because what could she have known of what was to come. For decades upon decades the forest was mostly quiet, the silence disturbed by nothing more exciting than a startled flock of birds or the falling of a lightening struck fellow tree. Fires came through once or twice, crackling and ferocious but still quiet in their own way. Destroying to make way for the new. Each time she was spared from destruction and was left to watch the forest recreate itself from the dirt to the sky. She was spared and nothing much changed from one day to the next. But slowly instead of cart tracks in the dirt for horses to clod upon there were road, packed down and eventually paved for the use of noisy metallic monsters. She very much liked these monsters with their monstrous sounds. They made her boughs shiver delightfully. Days and days and weeks would go by between monsters and she hated waiting for the growl and grind of its hidden teeth. That was until it came. The bulldozers worked day and night pulling up unfortunate trees, but leaving her intact, leaving her right at the edge of a glories track, purpose made to delight the monsters and to delight her as well. She supposed they didnât think about her much at all. Though she thinks sometimes when the monsters fly along in the dead of night on the path cut through the forest that they wink their lights at her. She and the monsters are old friends now and she does her best to keep them safe. This is her place, this is theirs. This is the green hell, evergreen in history, evergreen in bough and pavement.
