A collaboration on autumn experiences with @skye! Enjoy!
Take me to the wild, and let me be free. Let me explore, the land, the coast, the sea.
The sun dips beneath the horizon, and the air begins to cool.
The withered trees cling to life. Some will die, while others live.
You are the wind, wild and free I'm clinging to you like leaves to their trees
Nothing shows love quite like feeding your children live mice. Let me share a bit about my young and wild dreams. If you want to participate, tag #YoungDreamer or type my username (@dawnvalley) in the comments :) wrote this on a road trip. tried to make one less dark than my norm, this is what happened. The trees cried out in thirst, but the fire did not care.
If I could come back to my college times.
This story has been inspired by @chronoprincess, one of my favorite writer's on Commaful. She inspired me to start a predator series, I did a rattlesnake first. So this is dedicated to her, I hope ev... A brief stop in a special place.
The last poem of a madman before committing suicide in order to escape the hanging. (NOT a true story, don't worry)