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Barbara

 

Johnny

 

Dawn And Dusk

This is from the observation challenge

 

DAWN

Murdoch stood at his window, looking as the dawn ushered in a new day.

He watched as the sun rose higher, soon to claim its spot in the cloudless blue sky.

His attention was drawn to the birds singing in the oak tree near his window; its leaves still wet with dew.

This was once his favorite time of day.

Often times he would share the sight with his wide awake little two year old whirlwind in his arms.

This was their special time together.

Now as he gazed out, those memories of him and his baby boy were locked away forever in his heart.

Gone were the days his little bundle of energy would burst into his room to share the sunrise with his Papa.

'Today. Maybe today' Murdoch thought. 'This may be the day my son is found and brought back to his home where he belongs. It has been so many years now, but I still have hope.'

No longer his favorite time of the day, the sunrise brings sadness. The rising sun only brings with it another day without his Johnny.

Dusk was settling in when Murdoch returned from a day of work on his ever growing empire.

He handed his horse off to one of the hands and headed to the estancia.

He would spend another lonely evening lost in his thoughts.

 

DUSK

Meanwhile on a hill far away, a young man, still in his teens, watched the sunset. The soft colors faded away as the sun went down.

The tree frogs started their nightly chorus as he watched the smaller animals start to come out to forage under the cover of darkness.

His attention was drawn to the giant of a man riding under the arch as the last of the sun's light faded.

Soon a blanket of stars would fill the night skies.

This was the young man's favorite time of day.

All the ugliness and cruelty he has seen in the light of day disappears at night.

He is alone, but welcomes the quiet solitude with only his stallion for company.

As he stretched out on his blanket near the fire of his camp, he gazed at the clear star studded sky once again uttering his vow.

"I promise you Mama, one day I will ride down there and kill the man who threw us away."

 

 

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