Shrinking in the prevailing winds, diffident to the first signs of the flock in the skies.. the rebellious sound of fluttering wings of the birds of change.. they strengthened their fences - as their sons watched. Thereon, generations grew up with scarecrows lined up around their conscience. A fear now floated in the winds.
That fear.. it had spread equally on either side of those walls.
That fear.. it had spread equally on either side of those walls.
