Once there was a key that was kept hidden in a bottle inside an old cabin.
No one knew when the owners come back
No one knew if they ever will.

One day a wildfire burned the cabin down
Burning every piece of it into ashes.
No one even cared for it.
But under the ashes lays a doll not even touched by the fire.
Keeping the bottle safely that was forgotten over time.

Waiting for its owners to come back
To get the key and open the box

The box that keeps their stories.

Stories of their dreams and love.

Love that blooms. Love that fades in time.

And happiness that was lost.