Hope shone on Stella’s birth.
Sacred Tree, whose arthritic roots gnarled in waves, concealed malignant intentions. Illuminated dreams vanquished when fingers beckoned, seized her.
Now despair’s cloud overcasts hope. Messages left plead deliverance.
Post thanks to Triextra Week Thirty-Six challenge which is to use analogy, metaphor and/or simile to describe a pictures.
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