Nov 3, 2014
onceupona-raven
"do you need company?" leaves in the shades of bronze and rust concealed the earth's expansion. seasonal autumnal zephyrs played with those that withered, lifting them to greater heights, making the dead feel hope as they fly above. of sunset and flames was the sylvan glade. marvelous for the eye to see, what sight of warmth and mirth before the glacial and treacherous winter. cloaked in shadows was the silhouette at the center of nature's festivity of change. he was a sudden emptiness, a sudden sorrow, within the joy.
"you seem a bit lonely? do you need company?"
