Wild Rose Country - Chapter 10

If I thought I was confused after the little episode of weirdness that occured when Sharra tackled me and sat on my chest, it was nothing compared to what she went through. She actually knew what was happening between us and it scared her. An extremely...

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Wild Rose Country - Chapter 16

As spring worked its green magic around us during our recovery from the attack by the bear, our situation didn't seem all that bad. Sure, we were both sore and limited in what we were able to do but we were still alive and the healing process had...

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Wild Rose Country - Chapter 7

One by one, Sharra's senses slowly returned to her as she made a slow transition from a deep dreamless sleep to a state that somewhat resembled wakefulness. She lay still for a moment, slightly disoriented. For some reason she was curled up on the...

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Wild Rose Country - Chapter 17

At the time I had no idea how to explain my recovery from the fever that by all rights should have killed me. I know now what was responsible but in those days I could only explain it as some sort of miracle. One just does not just spontaneously...

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Wild rose Country - Chapter 8

The rising sun hung low over the forested hills to the east, casting a pale yellow light upon the land from behind the obscuring tendrils of low clouds. Shielding her eyes with her paw, Sharra squinted up at the bringer of light and warmth through the...

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Wild Rose Country - Chapter 18

Summer in northern climates is an amazing thing to behold. In places where snow and ice reign for six months of the year, nature must do what she can in a few short months before the frost returns and things green and growing die out beneath the snows...

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Wolf River - Chapter 4

A solitary figure was glimpsed through the dense trees, appearing and disappearing among the close knit trunks of the lodgepole pines in an almost ghostlike manner. Bent forward with a great load on his back, he drifted through the mottled shadows and...

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Wild Rose Country - Chapter 11

This next part is difficult for me to write, even after all of the years that have passed since that difficult experience. Call it a hard lesson, if you will, that a simple life is neither easy nor is it pretty. On the contrary, life is hard,...

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Wild Rose Country - Chapter 19

The hours stretched out and spun together into a seamless whole as the night deepened. Sleep eluded Sharra's grasp as time dragged slowly onwards. While her body longed for the bliss of slumber her mind was restless, churning over the events of the...

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Wild Rose Country - Chapter 9

The beginning of April can be a wonderful time of year. Daytime temperatures finally crawl up to lurk around the freezing point and the short, dark days of winter are fading into memory. The realization that warmer weather lies just around the...

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Wild Rose Country - Chapter 2

I have a fleeting memory of light. It was dim, hazy, ill-defined and laced with intermingled shadows, but nevertheless, it was light. There is a definite memory of pain there as well. It felt like someone was crawling around inside my skull and...

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Wild Rose Country - Chapter 5

That first night was an interesting one for each of us. You already know that I gained a minor concussion out of it and what Sharra experienced wasn't exactly a whole lot nicer. We were complete unknowns to each other, strange creatures of nightmare...

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