A welcome familiarity reached out as she stood in the doorway.
She closed her eyes. Her imagination conjured up the aroma of coffee brewing and bacon frying on the old wood stove that stood silently across the room. She could hear the quiet murmur of voices around the kitchen table, interrupted by intermittent laughter.
Through the curtain-free window, the hand hewn log barn stood silhouetted against the early morning sky. A stoic soldier offering shelter and sanctuary while scrutinizing the activity beneath its massive structure.
There was no doubt within her soul. These old abandoned buildings were the portal to the inception of life. The premonitions would be answered. Finally, she had arrived home. Maybe now she would be able tell her story.
She closed her eyes. Her imagination conjured up the aroma of coffee brewing and bacon frying on the old wood stove that stood silently across the room. She could hear the quiet murmur of voices around the kitchen table, interrupted by intermittent laughter.
Through the curtain-free window, the hand hewn log barn stood silhouetted against the early morning sky. A stoic soldier offering shelter and sanctuary while scrutinizing the activity beneath its massive structure.
There was no doubt within her soul. These old abandoned buildings were the portal to the inception of life. The premonitions would be answered. Finally, she had arrived home. Maybe now she would be able tell her story.
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