The Knot Hole

. . . As the days, weeks and maybe months evolve, so will the story that has been simmering in the wings - 21-words at a time.

And so it begins. The first snippet from the story makes its debut.

It comes from no particular order in the composition. The words are merely a tid-bit from somewhere within the gathering of the words. 

The knot hole would suffice. It did not have to be big. They were used to coming and going through confines . . .