Love and Acceptance

"What can it be?" Clara asked, thinking about her possible answer.

'Something that will run but cannot move?'

'What can it be?'

"Wind," Clara murmured in a small voice.

"But the wind moves. That cannot be it." Oliver said, with a confused look. "It should be something else which we can find here nearby"

"Then what?" Clara asked in question, as she rubbed her chin.

Oliver's eyes moved around the forest in confusion. 'It should be somewhere nearby.'

Oliver looked at Clara as he said in a small tone, "Let us move now. We should follow the north for now. The answer will stick to us."

Clara giggled, "Let us go to the north."

The surroundings were beautiful, like a land beyond imagination. Maybe they had stayed in the city too long, so they were able to appreciate nature now. The air was clear, having a refreshing smell of soil and flowers.