Ruth Griffiths-James
Joined March 2020
1 story
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Born in the beautiful Welsh mountains, I grew up a country girl. Without access to satellite TV, WIFI or mobile signal, I found myself, and still do, addicted to reading books, finding any excuse to spend time with animals and get creative.
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The Murder Of Mother Nature
She stands there in the distance, the breeze combing lovingly through her long hair. Her bright eyes reflecting the beautiful shades of yellow and orange of the sun as it disappeared behind the planet. She blinks, eyes shining as white snowflakes dance as they drift softly from the sky. Intricate patterns decorate her skin as she bathes in the glow of the sunset.
By Ruth Griffiths-James6 years ago in Futurism
