broken clouds scatter the early morning horizon; painting the grove as skylla weaves through it in deep shadows and drab grays. the coming snow is felt upon the wind: that crisp, chill that always permeates it has the woodland critters all huddled inside their homes.
overheard, the soft scrabble of squirrel claws upon rough bark draw a lazy twitch of skylla's ear, but he does not investigate.
he continues on his path, towards the heart of the grove, all the while pondering if he should remain to wait out the snow.
he pauses at a small stream that cuts thru the forest and bows his head to lap at the cool water.
overheard, the soft scrabble of squirrel claws upon rough bark draw a lazy twitch of skylla's ear, but he does not investigate.
he continues on his path, towards the heart of the grove, all the while pondering if he should remain to wait out the snow.
he pauses at a small stream that cuts thru the forest and bows his head to lap at the cool water.
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at the trial of god, we will ask: - by Skylla - February 27, 2022, 06:59 AM
RE: at the trial of god, we will ask: - by Manea - March 03, 2022, 04:46 PM
RE: at the trial of god, we will ask: - by Skylla - March 04, 2022, 05:59 AM
RE: at the trial of god, we will ask: - by Manea - March 11, 2022, 09:23 PM
RE: at the trial of god, we will ask: - by Skylla - March 20, 2022, 01:07 PM
RE: at the trial of god, we will ask: - by Manea - March 25, 2022, 10:30 AM