Finding Answers

He watched the boy skipping rocks across the clear, still, water. From the cover of dense forest he listened to the childish squeals of delight as the flat hard surface of the stone met the firm unyielding force of the lake. Each hop resulted in an ever widening web of rings, each ring, larger, yet less intense than that which came before. Life, he mused, was like those rings. The further you traveled from the point of origin, the wider your reach, but the less intense the effect. He'd spen...