December 27, 2019, 01:32 PM
How trechous, she thought, and challenging, even more. Miriam felt nervous, felt it was a mistake to set up to the trecherous mountains, where she looked downwards and it looked like an endless path down. The steps were steep, and hard to climb. She felt her nimble and delicate paws crack open by the cutting rocks beneath, flinching with each drop of blood coming alongside her path. Though she continued, already setting upwards, there would be no point going back down in the slight-injured state. Determined, the wispy lady would set forth on continuation.
Beautiful though, but deadly, her ghostly eyes looked about the area, seeing the cute, smaller waterfalls following downwards to the earth, but cold as the devil upwards as snow fluttered about. Chilling, she thought, as each deep breathe she could see within the air. The Maiden's heart raced, for nerve set about, but an excitment, that she couldn't believe that she had made it. An accomplishment, but wary.. How would she get down?
Beautiful though, but deadly, her ghostly eyes looked about the area, seeing the cute, smaller waterfalls following downwards to the earth, but cold as the devil upwards as snow fluttered about. Chilling, she thought, as each deep breathe she could see within the air. The Maiden's heart raced, for nerve set about, but an excitment, that she couldn't believe that she had made it. An accomplishment, but wary.. How would she get down?
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the falling tales - by Miriam - December 27, 2019, 01:32 PM