The wolf who cried in spring_A Glowing Mistake_We As One_Between the Shelves
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The wolf who cried in spring
The warm spring air held sweet tones of flowers and ripened fruit bringing in the changing of the seasons. Young John thought he was too small to reach any of those sweet fruit hanging in trees or those flowers high on the vines. Sometimes you have to experience something sour before you can appreciate something sweet. Just like the small candy Jwww.onedoor.ccohn struggled to enjoy as the pits of his mouth stung with an intense tang. His vision of the spring sun blurred as his eyes were nearly held shut from the strain. Just when he thought he wasn’t going to be able to take it anymore the sugary center sta...
A Glowing Mistake
“Alright, then. I’ll do it.” Maya clenched her fists as the other kids stared, shocked that she had accepted such a request. Without another word, she set off, the school children watching her back as she left. She hadn’t intended to accept such a dare, but the spur of the moment had caught up with her, and she had once again spoken without thinking. She was a ways away from the school now, the laughter from her classmates echoing in the distance. Her teachers were sure to be wondering where she disappeared to, and a call home was sure to be in order. Maya didn’t care. It wouldn’t be the firs...
We As One
My bare feet spring across the wood gracefully as I bound over the branch and to the main Hollow.I will be picking splinters out of my heels for days, but right now I don't care. I’m late.Today of all days, I had to be late.I decided to take a quick nap before this, I knew I would be up all night and it had seemed smart at the time, but I overslept, and now I was late to possibly the biggest day of my life.I pause at the circular door and rake my fingers through my dark auburn hair, trying to tame my wild strands. I try to catch my breath, all while straightening my tunic and leggings.Inhale,...
Between the Shelves
The room was massive. The shelves knew the quietness like the loneliness of all the tormented around the world. The floors were shining and I walked among the shelves. Admiring the stillness of the knowledge around me.Hearing nothing among the words of so many. I exhaled among the books. A release of a still sadness. A call to the void eternal.I looked up at the glass ceiling. Among the storm clouds. Was the twinkle of distant stars. No matter where you are. The sky always blinks at you. The shining stars brought back memories from someone I meant a while ago. I remembered then, a melody I hav...