Little Wolf, Big Ordeal CH. 9
Summer came to an end. Leaves became brown and dwindled to the ground, covering the forest floor with a messy carpet. Rain became more common than sun, and grey clouds appeared more often than the cheerful blue of the sky. The weather changed for the...
Poem: Nature's Memories...
Poem: nature's memories... through the foest of memories, nature's newborn sing throughout the voids of forever the owls echo throughout the calming breeze, their music awakning hidden memories which once locked within abyss's troubled heart.
April
### April april breeze perched upon branch chirping bird opening beside last cherry blossom a bright song flowered up high and flew off following april feathers and petals.
Recording of Azalea Rose's Birthing
_The following is a recording taken from the neural implant of Dr. ThornBrier PSD. Please note: The primary image blacking out and leaving only digital outlines and minor detail is unavoidable when the implant's user blinks as it is being recorded...
The Nature of a Soul
"he spoke on the nature of life and death. of an eternal soul that ascends to an infinite realm of blessings after death.
Little Wolf, Big Ordeal CH. 7
Winter at last gave birth to spring, and a lovely one at that. The white colours drew back, to be replaced quickly with the green of shrubs and leaves. Days became warmer, and the air smelled of young, healthy buds. It was the smell of new...
Natural R&R
He waved a paw for them to go, then looked around at this rare, preserved, natural wonder. "i wanna explore this place a bit." "let me guess? kitty doesn't like getting wet?" dark teased.
Little Wolf, Big Ordeal CH. 8
Time passed by. The days grew longer and warmer as spring slowly transformed into a pleasant summer. While the evergreen trees did not change much in reality, it seemed as though they looked even more vibrant and green, bathing in sunlight. The heather...
A Painful Antidote
It was his turn to learn from mother nature, just like i had before, and make his own decisions.
Little Wolf, Big Ordeal CH. 11 & 12
Luckily, nature had already provided access to the other bank. up ahead was a fallen tree trunk that functioned as a bridge. slippery as it was, all of the wolves managed to get across.
What I'm Telling Myself
With it the sweet scents of the fruit-bearing trees and the food trucks nearby seem to tell me that just being happy for myself is all the thanks that nature needs.
Vast, Our World and Our Resolve - Chapter Five
I debated just glossing over the scene, but i felt that this moment is important to characterize not only the values of our deuteragonist, but also the nature of language she speaks. martin finished his drink while listening to namo's performance.