Connections_A Kept Promise_Resolution_I Love it When We Bloom Together
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Connections
To get away from civilization, to be alone, it’s all he ever wanted. After the loss of his job, the death of his parents and a porce, all within the span of a year, he fled. Fled to some remote part of the world driven by some remote part of his brain. There he wanted nothing more than to get away from the turbulence of the man-made world. The sea provided that in abundance.The city life suffwww.onedoor.ccocated him. The sea provided a surcease to his asphyxiation.Breathe it in.Breathe it out.Here the sea was calm. Storms infrequent. Silence. SimplicityComfortable silence. A simple life. Today was fish for...
A Kept Promise
It was late July, and summer was almost over. I live with my grandparents on a small island, just thirty minutes away from the main island where my parents and my older brother, Tyson, lived. Every summer, I would visit my parents and my brother until it’s time to go back for school. He just recently graduated high school, so he’s taking care of my parents on the main island. It’s always hard for the two of us whenever summer is coming to an end. It was just three days shy from my first day of senior year, which means I had to leave for school tomorrow. Aside from being my brother and the dis...
Resolution
Saturday, 28 January, 1995 Snow lay deep, high in the Dinaric Alps, under the slanted afternoon sun. Demyan arrived at the den first. He didn’t think Serafim would mind if he lit a fire. He had it all planned. He’d brought a box of matches. He hoped his mother wouldn’t miss them. He was going to put them back, before she would look for them to light the gas for dinner.The den had been a shepherd’s house, they’d decided, the day they found it. Serafim had worked it all out. Serafim was the clever one. He would be, Demyan supposed, because he was nearly a year older. There were dog bowls in the ...
I Love it When We Bloom Together
"I don't know what winter is all about, exactly, but I have seen snow. I'll never forget that day in April when you began to bloom next to me in Adelaide's garden. I had fully bloomed, standing tall and firm, but naturally turning my bright yellow flower downwards so I could see you come up. And there you were, not yet fully blossomed but I could see the raspberry pink color of your flower just starting to make its way through your green coat. But today, you were collecting snowflakes, as was I. It only made you more splendid and courageous. It was a light snow and it lasted for only a few min...