Chapter 5- Natural Talents
Spell she had used was simply too complex for them; she does, however, manage to teach them how to light a fire with the spell they were taught before most anyone else does, only being beaten by one or two other dragons who seem, to crystalia, to have a natural
Go Tell Fire [Chapter 1]
The bears taught me how to hunt for fish and other animals, to find berries and fruits, to defend myself against other woodland animals, and everything else required to live out here in the middle of a furious but gentle nature.
The Nature of Life - Prologue
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The Cat
The wind was whispering softly against the rugged surface of a cliff, the turbulent air making its way in to a small opening. A leaf from a tree near by releases its grip and falls down, as it falls the wind plays with it, softly carrying it up and...
A Lesson on Nature
A scream echoed through the caverns, leaping down the tunnels and across bottomless voids until it disappeared somewhere in the underworld. Inside the depths of the cliffs, the light of day had stretched quite thin. Only a dim twilight washed over...
False Wildness
Trees arranged in immaculate rows to emulate nature's reign. but to the cracks in the pavement, man remains blind.
The Walnut Tree
Putting a name to the substance (juglone) doesn't help her, only makes her feel more connected to her toxic nature. the poison kills all that surrounds her until only grass remains. her fruit stains the hands a long-lasting cocoa.
The Fox of the Frozen North
The Fox of the Frozen North By Foxpiper From the cold, silent forests below winter's pale serene, Came a creature of white beauty along the snowy scene; With eyes of dark amber and a nose of obsidian grand, Rarely had such a handsome beast...
End of an Era
I wondered at the folly of them, as nature rose to claim me. and i slept. as the giant slept, nature gradually took its toll, winnowing away at the elements that comprised its very being.
The Wolf
#2 of poetry when i see nature, i think of the wolf whose eyes always shine bright beautifully with its gentle howling and bark of woof and fur that glistens with immunity.
Haiku for Richie
High from the treetops Leaves fall gently yo the ground They bury kittens
Storm of Heart and Spring
I watch the rain fall down heavy as it beats heavily against my fur looking deep into the show of light that nature displays so proudly.