Big Salmon Lake cutback

This near, this warm.

Her eyes closed and she existed in only his space. She thought of the feather he had placed in her fur. Once she had imagined it as a part of him with her and then realized it was hardly like this.

It was good he spoke before her thoughts ran any further!

Things change, so much so fast. I fear of not keeping up and of — Why did she spill these things to him? Of making the wrong choices in these changes.

Have you ever feared such?