That's important, that you tell people good things you see in them. Not everyone can see good in themselves.
Balance is the eye of the storm, and remembering the wind.
When I walked through the door, I saw her. I was briefly angry at my mother for having her there. I was 22 years old and I didn't want to deal with a bullshit set-up. When I saw her, my anger left. I became nervous, and the next three seconds stretched into forever. Her eyes … Continue reading Too Much
The sunlight through the clear stone was warm. The cub moved the stone side-to-side and watched the light change color. Red, yellow, green, blue, the cub lay on his side and pushed the stone with his paws. As the light turned yellow again, the cub heard something from above. Looking up into the trees around … Continue reading Glass & Gale pt IV
You are Curiosity Seven moons had passed since the cub found the strange tree-thing in the clearing. He had grown strong, almost as big as his sire. Learning to hunt had made him fast and agile. However, the cub had a tendency toward being distracted easily. His sire and packmates were often displeased by the … Continue reading Glass & Gale pt III
We will remember the troubles, a little. We will remember the triumphs, a lot.
Life is change, and that's impossible to deny, life will change and change and you can go with the changes and try to keep up or get left behind.