Chapter 7 - Jenny Lloyd

The bag of secrets spilled and spilled, the river flowed and flowed, and the two wolves swam helplessly along behind, clusters of secrets spinning and twinkling in the flood. A chance wave brought Father Wolf closer to the escaping secrets, which seemed to float into the air above the rushing waters; a moment later he realised they were actually rising into the sky. The astonished wolves scrambled desperate and panting onto the river bank, eyes raised to the night, where sparkling secrets were being drawn one by one into the darkness above.

Jenny Lloyd