Impossible or Possibility

"Feelings come and go like clouds in a windy sky. Conscious breathing is my anchor." —Thích Nhất Hạnh

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Rose woke up still in a daze about last night. Her meeting with Dominic felt like a passing dream in her head, a dream that linger freely inside her mind. She had never met someone so forward like him and perhaps because she hadn't allowed anyone inside her small world.

Rose questioned the sound about last night which came from the forest. She was no fool to be fooled. She clearly heard the sound of growls from behind the bushes and yet what appeared was a squirrel. It was hard to think that in such a short time, Dominic had killed whatever beast that had been hiding behind the bushes and Rose crossed the idea at first thought. Perhaps the wolf had ran away? It was a good news but she worried if the wolf was still roaming around their village.

Rose quickly tied her hair into a b