King Elk Forest like a dream

It was beautiful, time had frozen for Miriam and before her, as the snow disregarded her stunned mind and fell onto the white ground. The massive trees could not hold against the powder, as it tried to keep away from the barrage of only for it to fail and continue to pile around the trunk. Untouched snow, with only her steps following as she was a ashen speck within the wonderous glowing world.

The wisp had stopped, her starry eyes locked onto the stag- the beast who seemed to tower over herself despite being so far. She had failed to see so many of them, yet there he was, within the small field surrounded by trees, staring into the sky and not noticing the lilac wolf, who stood in quiet, too amazed by the scene. Truly beautiful, she thought, as nature blessed with such a look, but she also felt fear from him, for she knew nature was beautiful, but could be cruel. She was not reckless, to venture forth and attack the elk knowing that a bitter defeat was within the path. Her fate by the Goddess would not be there, but a bystander to it's journey.

A beauty, and another beauty watched in peace.