Blackfoot Forest ≡Shadow Dancing

the whines and wails had soon turned to quiet sobs.

the pain was there, but now a dull, throbbing ache. 

he hadn't moved from his place against the blanket that was the earth, except to curl into a tight ball. one he could wallow in and not have to look at a single thing around him.

did he look like a pitiful child? maybe. but in this moment... what else was he? 

and honestly, who could blame him?