For the Secret Keeper’s weekly writing challenge. This week’s words:

FINISH | LOSS | BREAK | MOVE | TAME

Moving house is an ending and beginning, consigning years of accumulated habits to the box of souvenirs, with the pebbles and the postcards. Gone, the baker and the daily walk, the rattle of dustbins and rooftop cats, the smiles of old acquaintances. Will we regret the loss, or embrace the turning of the years, the new path chosen? This new life just starting is a weaving of bonds that will last, we say, and arrange our relics with loving care, already forgetting what they looked like in the old place

As these golden dusks spread and gather shadows into night, we feel the weight of emptiness, and wonder, will we tie up our barque in this tame wilderness, and never leave its haven for wilder shores?

No voice breaks the…