This morning my legs carried me, to the peaks of mountains. Not long ago, my ears heard no sound of commotion. At a quarter past nine, my hands could touch the skies. As the sun rose through the clouds, I could smell the pines. Not long after dawn, I gazed down upon valleys. As midday […]
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The Peace of a Forest in Winter
The hushed, slow exhalations of the god of clouds, and the rhythmic crunch of footfalls on the ground, were the only noises, around. Brown, bare, trunks, and remnants of leaves, branches, and things that used to be green, was all that could be seen. Breath escaped my mouth in ghostly bursts, as the sun pleaded […]