Whelve
whelve
I dug a hole as far as the earth would let me and placed my secret inside. Then I filled the pit in with the misplaced soil. Next was the rocks. Boulder after boulder went on top of the freshly upturned dirt and surrounded the area in a massive pile that would need the utmost strength to move. I spent the following days wandering in the confusing forest until I finally emerged, a huge weight off my shoulders.
Perhaps if I buried my secret well enough, no one would ever find it.
Perhaps if I buried my secret well enough, no one would ever find it.