#Writephoto: Vista.

This week’s prompt ~ Vista

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a wide, summer landscape, seen from a narrow path near the top of a hill that looks out across a valley.

Sofia stood at the top of the hill surveying the vista. Her heart missed a beat. It had been Milenia since she had been able to see such beauty, unspoiled unsullied. No rubbish, no noise, no trace of the parasites.

Casting her eyes around she felt the warmth of the sun on her back . This is good she thought. Out of bad there often comes good. Over the centuries since she had fallen from heaven she had seen so much. Good, bad and darn right evil and all wrought by human hands.

Today was good, no planes, trains, cars of boats just animal brethren running free. Smiling to herself she knew it would not last, they would all be out again soon, when they deemed it safe. No, she had no illusions they would soon forget and forget all they had been taught, so sharply. They never learned.

Would they survive? She did not know, she had no idea, the virus was not of nature it was of mankind’s making, alien evil like humans had always been. So hoist on their own petard would they survive?

For now she stood and watched and smiled, she was going nowhere, it was her penance to observe this earth and it’s inhabitants. However irritating she found them, stupid, selfish and at times evil she loved them still.

Her back itched reminding her of the wings she had lost, for the love of these humans. She was just turning to go when a sharp voice shouted at her. “Oie!, Put your mask on! “

Sofia turned to the policeman and smiled, reaching out she touched his young head and said , you did not see me I was not here. Be safe, be kind, she whispered into his ear as she brushed past him. He shivered and took out his radio. “There’s no one up here, there must of been a glitch on the drone. I am coming in now.” He said, “This mask and visor are so restrictive.”

Unseeing he followed Sofia down the path and got into his car. Sofia watched him drive off, She could see the virus everywhere she worried for the humans they had no idea. Thankfully, of the many powers she had been stripped of she had not lost the power of prayer.

This is part of Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Challenge. #writetphoto.

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