Darkness fell, and Adeline was alone in the forest. She shivered. The full moon shone on the rock face in front of her, and she started to climb. Up high, she’d be away from predators, and in the morning she’d be able to get an idea of where she was. She rubbed at her eyes with a free hand, and decided to cheer herself by singing. She could only remember a rousing hymn that her aunt sang with gusto:
“…the Rock cries out to us today…”
“You may stand upon me, but do not hide your face”.
Adeline froze. The rock itself had spoken. Had she woken it, with her singing? Or was she dreaming?
There was movement. The rock spoke again.
“Don’t be afraid, child. Trolls don’t eat humans”.
Adeline considered. A troll was definitely preferable to her aunt.
Frank is hosting Prosery at dVerse tonight, and gives us a quote from Maya Angelou:
The Rock cries out to us today, You may stand upon me, But do not hide your face.
That is a tough one, you have to admit.