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| Artist | LovetheHoly [gallery] |
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This is actually something really idiotic me and my cousin did when we were younger, and although we will never repeat it (well at least me, i cant speak for her, haha shes known for her crazy antics), its a fun story to tell. So the place i live is ice cold, like our weather hardly ever becomes warm, like ever, so the fact that it got warm enough to make us want to swim is a miracle on its own. We decided that we wanted to go to the beach (which is like 40/50 mins from where i live, with a buss) and no one wanted to drive us, so we had the ''pleasure'' of taking the buss. Neither of us knew how to really get there by buss (we had to take more than one), and had to rely on asking strangers around us for directions. Fast forward a bit and we came to the right place! Or so we though, until we found out that we stopped too late, and had a walking distance of about 30 mins (also counting the fact that we didn't know the walking directions 100% either) This was in the middle of no where, and we didn't have anyone to ask. That was until we saw a man, parked not too far from us. Quickly we went over to him, and asked where we had to go to end up at the beach. ''Conveniently'' he said that we was going the same way, and asked if we wanted a ride. I was reluctant, but for some reason by cousin accepted his offer right away. I'm not even joking when i said this man was middle aged, driving a white van, all those stereotypical signs for a stranger you shouldn't really get in the same car as, haha.
For the entire ride i was extremely awkward, on my part, as i couldn't shake the thought that he would just drive past the beach and just continue forward, not letting us out of his van. I still don't understand how my cousin was able to take the situation so lightly. Still thankful he actually let us off at the beach, like he promised. Last time i'll ever be hiking though.

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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.



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