Username; Zumizoom
Name; Symbol
Gender; Female
Cool Story;
The trees were silent, unmoving. Reaching for the dark sky, they gracefully spread their branches, embracing the other trees around them. They were sturdy, quiet things, but you could tell that they were magnificent. Great-grandfathers, their seedlings sprouted into small oaks. Looking out at the trees, I enveyed them. For the trees, there were no surprises. No losing anyone. And even if they were the ones that finally sunk to its knees and toppled over, that was okay. For they would be part of the earth again.
When I died, no one would notice.
I looked back down to my fire, watching the small embers break free and dance into the cool air. They rose up, up, until they twinkled out of existence. The fire popped and crackled, a loud noise in the hushed voices of the forest. I watched the fire dance in it little ring of stones. It danced as if it were a beautiful maiden, flowing back and forth, and jumping up, proudly displaying her bold colors. As I watched, I thought about Hallock. He's gone, but I wish he weren't. Then I wouldn't have to go all this way jut to stay away from the memories.
Then, i lifted my head. A change had come over the forest. The trees rustled, and I could hear the faint chirping of a few birds high, thigh into the trees. Then, in front of me, i saw it. A pink glow was just touching the edges of the horizon, the sun bruising his long fingers against the hills. The world was filled with a soft light.
I smiled to myself. The sun knew what he was doing. Instead of forcing everyone to bask in his glory by blaming as much as he calcula as Lin as dawn, he took pity on the people. He introduced them to his softer side, the warm light that bathed the world in a yellow glow. It was not a harsh light, but a shy one, just barely reread hint the rest of the world.
After gazing at it for several minutes, I stood up. Picking up some touch, grant sand between my flippers, I let it sift through the tips, blanketing the fire and forcing it to die down and finally go to sleep. Then, picking up my satchel, I looped the deep blue, worn down strap around my shoulder. Taking one last look around the forest where I had stayed, I headed off, in the direction of new beginnings, leaving broken promises and losses far, far behind.
