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Owl rested on this old pine branch beneath his feet for three days without moving his wings a single time. Stag’s Hollow was lively as ever with fauna and flora dancing in the winter air and flurries dancing here and there. Babies crawled out of dens with their parents, and others foraged for a few berries that remained. Birds of other varieties could be heard in the distance bickering back and forth, but Owl had his own thoughts to debate. Why does time constantly insist on

You can build anyone a home. However, they are equally responsible for maintaining the integrity of that house. Furthermore, it is up to that person to build their own home: to cherish, to love, to devote themselves to the foundation, and to place each brick with consistency, patience, and morality. The house you have built for yourself is the staple remedy for the walls God wants you protected in and the windows He wants you to view out of. There is a roof to shelter you fro

A shadow followed him faithfully, though he had never invited it. It was not the sort of shadow that recedes with the turning of the day,...

Evergreen Vale was not shy in delivering a powerful winter front. Snow piled across the forest with a vendetta so strong the pines could not help but to lean on one another. Poppa and Baby rested deep in their cave the night before, when the heaviest part of the storm arrived, and the two remained awake as Baby’s excitement continued unraveling. I love the snow, Baby kept shouting as she jumped up and down on Poppa’s belly. I love it so much, Poppa!   The two found themselves

It reached out to me as I lie still in shallow waters. I did not move an inch. Not a finger, not an arm, not a leg as I reminisce. The...

“I can’t do this anymore,” Rachel said with tears welled up in the corners of her blue eyes. “I can’t sit here and pretend anymore.”...

May 7th, 1826 – Strawberry, California   “Another hot day?” Randall asked his Pa with disheartened sighs. “Whether it was cold, or...

Hillary watched Brandon from the clear spots of the stained glass window hanging above the kitchen sink—her black hair covering her eyes...

“I’ve never delivered impactful blows, but I always accepted them,” he whispered staring out the window. A gleam of moonlight barraged...

“I’ve done everything I can,” he began to exclaim, “what else do you want?” Tears ran down his cheeks as she stood on the other side of...

July 14, 1977 – 11:17am Relentless humid air filled the empty field, and miraculously, not a single branch was melting off the only tree...