Forest Pritchard
Joined January 2022
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I live with the forests and I flow with the waters. I am here to learn and to help the world.
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The Center Stone. Runner-Up in Return of the Night Owl Challenge.
North wind wanders along the overgrown trail, where barren branches reach outward and skyward and sway along with wind's song. Leaves rustle softly against one another as the wind sweeps them gently along the ground, spreading the colorful quilt the trees have grown to cover their roots during the cold season. The colors have faded now; among the remaining reds and golds lie many shades of brown. The leaves have settled on the soil to continue their cycle -- to become earth once again. The sweet smell of autumn still lingers on the air. Shadows stretch on the forest floor. The woods are at rest.
By Forest Pritchard4 years ago in Fiction
