HOME- To Tell a Tale #10

She tried to remember her mother, how it felt as they strolled through the cool morning hours of the jungle just before sunrise. She was happy then, before the brutal training. Her legs bound her trunk reaching, begging for mercy as the bamboo canes whipped and cut. She learned to contain her longing, her ache for her family became this subconscious hum she no longer really noticed. She learned how to obey the will of the hairless apes that now ruled her. Not all were unkind, some were even gentle in her handling, but their kindness could never replace the comfort of home. Home, would she have even recognised it and more importantly would they have even recognised her. Today was to be her last trip to the market, tomorrow she was going away. Bapu had sold her to the woman. She had spoken kindly to her in a soft voice. The next morning she was loaded in a truck, she swayed nervously in anticipation of their journey. "don't worry" the woman said. City noises gave way to shifting landscapes, after hours they arrived. And there she found waiting, others like her, caressing trunks and trumpets to welcome her home.

(Image credit Dave Renike and a portrait of the fair jubilee made by myself turned into this here universal truth meme)

For Author Bio go Here

If anyone would like to support me on Patreon all funds go to my mini Animal Sanctuary

Proud Member of steemit school on discord-join by clicking on this link