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The scattered stones dripping with fresh rain. The winds howling from atop the mountains. Darkness about the land, whilst only tidbits of light could show the pouring that occurred. Tonight the world seemed without life. Although, twas not as peaceful as it would seem. As if the rain itself spoke for the grounds in which it fell, a story unheard. The bitter cold grasping drenched fingers, numbing the body to the very beating it laid upon it. Where it not for the elongated sleeves and hood that I wore, The entirety of me would be shivering as to be met with a plagues bitter kiss.



Even now, as I sit and write.. There is but a stillness that I can not describe.

The chilled night's air kissing flesh is quite a reminder as to how fragile the body can be in conditions unfavorable. I come from a land of warmth, you see. Where even in the night, the blood feels as though it could boil, and makes weak the strong. I do very much miss it, though I fear there is no reason to return.



My apologies, let us continue the story, yes?



The roads are left without light to dance across the scattered and broken pavement, aside from motor vehicles passing by. The hills in which one must climb and descend can take toll, and the mindless seem to enjoy blinding those opposing their motored fury. In layman's terms, I ride a bicycle. Yes, by choice. To some degree, the danger within the, now clearly accomplished ride, excites me. Perhaps it is the cleansing air, or even, the open view ahead. I am unsure. Whilst the homes lay dark and not a single person to be seen walking about, the world does seem quite, lonely in some regard. However, I find that it can be a playground of sorts when I am left in such a way. Sadly, with the constant passing of vehicles, such peace is short lived. Upon arriving home, I am reminded yet again.. My world exists only in my mind. The quiet, is simply a means to hear it more clearly.

As I stood outside, but only a few moments ago, I suddenly realized the freedom before me. A forest. No, no, such a forest is not metaphorical, it is indeed quite real. Looking out as the moon caressed the elongated branches of the trees and the leaves that have grown, ever so beautifully amongst them, I stood in awe for a moment. The simplistic fact that, at any moment in time that I so saw it fit, I could simply walk into the forest, no more than forty feet from my door, and enjoy the sounds of nature without the ever growing annoyance that can often be found in cities and the like. Of course the only true concern at such a point in time, would be nature itself. Odd, you say? Nonsense. Bears tend to roam the woods and I would certainly not like to become a meal for any creature at this time, or any time for that matter. Unless of course I were to be consumed after I depart this world, in which case, it would be of no concern at all, considering.



The concept of becoming an animals food aside, the splendor that I have seen this night is a rarity. I have been in this state for only a few months, and yet, I have not once truly taken notice of the peace and tranquility that lay before me.

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Dakotah
06:31 May 20 2016

I like how you write. I look forward to reading more. I add your journal not because its what every one does-- I added your journal because I actually want to read what your write.

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Nevan
04:10 May 21 2016

Very enjoyable! I await more intriguing writings from you.

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Nolvoth
04:15 May 21 2016

Thank you, truly. I am rather excited to have, honestly, anyone, enjoy my writing.

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