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Of Minnow-Sized Proportionswind rustled through the trees, accompanying the continuous sounds of nature; rippling from the fast-water creek, the scurrying to and fro of animals, and the occasional ringing of a falling tree. The natural rhythm of macrocosm, undisturbed- autumn always brought picturesque scenes for those in Wisconsin.Of Minnow-Sized Proportions
The day had begun just as all the other before; a fox- hungry from a uncommon night of slumber- made his way out to the creek which lay at the heart of the forest. His family was still asleep in the den, where they would remain until sundown; fox set out to take advantage of the abandoned hunting grounds. The creek was busting
by ~barrelines
The Truth Behind True LoveThe beginning of life From the beginning of time In the absence of strife With one simple signThe Truth Behind True Love
Like Adam and Eve Who's love, eternal Only few will achieve Love written among journals
Beginning-- a simple hello With nature alone And wishes not to go Intertwined resembling a cyclone
Holding the lock and key A heart to desire Adjoined by the silence of trees Only one can acquire
Capulet and Montague's alike None understanding Families filled with dislike But somehow withstanding
A possible inf
by ~barrelines
UntitledI remember that evening, it still haunts my memories. Because of it, he’s now lost. We were both at fault, and we both played a mutual part. The only problem was, my part wasn’t by choice. And now, he was lost.Untitled
Not lost in the normal term, he was very much still alive, and still with me day in and day out. Now, he was lost in my memories, my dreams. Each night my head would sink into the plush feathers beneath. Each morning, the sun broke the horizon, just like clockwork.
This morning, breaking the trend of clockwork, he was gone. But I knew he would be, before each of my senses made
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EMERGENCEThe light from the tiny window upstairs grew dim. Evi’s eyes could pick up on the individual rays even as the sun seemed to disappear from view. It was the same time her front door came crashing inward and an unfamiliar man appeared in its place.EMERGENCE
She heard the creeks of the floorboards as he advanced towards her, but kept her gaze on the tiny window. The beads of sweat falling from his forehead after a strenuous run up the mountain her house was nestled in, fell to the floor in audible crashes. His breath hadn’t let up and resembled the wind rushing past the trees. These heightened sounds, only Evi picked up on. &
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