The earth beneath his feet was turned brown and dark with the promise of what was to come. There was not a tree in sight, though he squinted in an attempt to see something beyond the desolate sea of dying grass. Surely, the prairie had to have known life in the summer months.
He could almost hear the birdsong.
Beyond, Cavendish could see the jutting stone that formed the indomitable mountain range. He wondered if it was wise to venture there; if there was a chance he would harm himself on a terrain he knew little about. The unknown of it was appealing, but his sheltered heart told him that he was better off in the woods. As if the world moved to echo this feeling, a wide-winged owl swooped over his head and fluttered toward the forest beyond.
He could almost hear the birdsong.
Beyond, Cavendish could see the jutting stone that formed the indomitable mountain range. He wondered if it was wise to venture there; if there was a chance he would harm himself on a terrain he knew little about. The unknown of it was appealing, but his sheltered heart told him that he was better off in the woods. As if the world moved to echo this feeling, a wide-winged owl swooped over his head and fluttered toward the forest beyond.
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you dream, some nights, of a labyrinth deep underground - by Cavendish - November 01, 2018, 01:23 PM
RE: you dream, some nights, of a labyrinth deep underground - by Kalganov - November 01, 2018, 01:32 PM
RE: you dream, some nights, of a labyrinth deep underground - by Cavendish - November 01, 2018, 02:06 PM
RE: you dream, some nights, of a labyrinth deep underground - by Kalganov - November 01, 2018, 02:25 PM
RE: you dream, some nights, of a labyrinth deep underground - by Cavendish - November 01, 2018, 04:58 PM