In the forest
In the forest by rowyin darkwulf all characters are © rowyin darkwulf the mid-day sunlight filtered down onto the ground, the forest canopy blocking all but a small amount of the afternoon heat.
In The Forest
There's a spot in the forest. a good sturdy tree right next to a little clearing. i'd park the pickup next to the tree. we'd put you on the spare tire in back, then put the noose around your neck.
Forest
As the forest got thicker the stream got wider. i couldn't figure out how farm equipment and old model trucks found their way into a forest like this.
The Forest
" * * * the forest had grown dark before aria finally called a halt. jack was wiped out, and he was grateful that he could finally take a real rest.
Wild ways for wild hearts
Today is the day When I take the wild way When I die with rage in my heart and claw and snarl to the bitter end Backing down was never the way I clutch the end even as I fight wild ways with a wild heart I take the stand against my fate I swear...
Down the well
The well was in a clearing, the clearing was in a forest, the forest was in a country and the country was in the sea. but despite this, the well was still deep and my stone was gone. i walked away. there are many stones.
Judgement of a human being
By the way you walk, By the way you talk, You are judged By the way that you live And the way that you give You are judged Each turn of face Puts you in your place In front of a faceless judge Called people For whom you care for You...
The first tale
In the beginning, there was nothing. It was this way for many countless ages, one cannot count time in that void; so it may have been an age or it may have been a mere second. But the inky blackness roiled and boiled, and from its velvet folds came...
Mask
I wear a mask, upon my face To hide away my realself From those both close And far away I cannot show them myself I lock my feelings deep inside Deep inside my soulself Tie the string to hold the mask That hides my fragile feelself So...
The hill
Have you ever wanted? Wanted for things to be the way they were back then? It's a feeling I can't shake, a need for a time that's past. A need for something half remembered. A birthday on the veranda, in a house you once lived in. A fortress made of...
Alone, not alone
I'm now, not alone pleas will you just phone don't leave, please stay i need you to say "i'll stay" by forest elk
Hand for the light, Flower for the dark
Flowers bloom here Your fear so clear It makes them grow The hand that picks Has now been pricked Blood will bleed so very slow Hand for the light Flower for the dark Was always lost, but now you know For in the night You'll flee and...