Flying Free
meadowlarks sang their beautiful song, and other small birds flew about. there seemed something wrong though, but he couldn't figure out what it was.
Life is Just a Storm- Chapter 7- Silver Reality
He lives on meadowlark road, which runs alongside mine," klaus stated. "did i mention i wanted to get a house as close to his as possible? yeah..." "i see. hey uh... klaus?" lukan suddenly thought of something. "yes, lukan?"
Life is Just a Storm- Chapter 8- Enigmatic Request
Let us meet at the meadowlark park tomorrow morning at eleven so we can discuss more of this in person. i'm sorry that you may be getting dragged into something like this, but you need to know what's going on. i hope to see you then."
Life is Just a Storm- Chapter 18- Distance
It was haunting what meadowlark park had meant for him as well as klaus. and lukan felt that with tonight, it was going to mean yet another thing for them. his heart beat in his chest as hard as before, but for different and more daunting reason.
Black Sheep Wall
Where the eastern meadowlarks sang so cheerily, so verily. "well," the squirrel answered slowly, patiently, "your claws are extended from your pads, for one." his eyes darted to her big paws.
Embers of Dawn: Chapter 23: When the Sky came calling
Somewhere beyond the horizon, a meadowlark called, clear, bright, and alone. he rolled onto his side, blinking away the last threads of sleep… and froze.
A Refined Evening
With a steady hand, i slowly reached out to the meadowlark and caressed its head. "hey there, little one..." i spoke softly.
What I Know
The lilting promise of the meadowlark. full of spring and harbingers of things. giving this place a 'youth' that shouldn't realistically be there. the station was decades old, probably. he didn't know how old this place was, exactly.