Skye stood at the crossroads.
“I don’t know which turn to take. I’m lost and can’t remember where I’m going,” she whispered to herself, tears threatening.
“Everything is unknown until we know it, the future, the way forward. Everything,” a voice said, but there was no-one else there with her.
“But which way is the right way?”
“Does it matter? What does your heart say?”
Written for: Weekend Writing Prompt #214 – Unknown | Word Count: 65