Post by noël on Aug 18, 2015 18:18:13 GMT
JESUS DONT WANT ME
---for a sunbeam
the day was slowly transitioning to night. there was something so daunting about these woods. the way sound almost seemed lost, maybe even smothered by all the trees. the air was thick with moisture, the temperature rather warm that day. another one of the reasons to hate summer. thick, black wool only managed to absorb all the sunlight, sucking in moisture like a sponge. it was almost too much to bear.
the black sheep grazed around lazily, though keeping all her senses alert. a feeling of uneasiness trickled inside of her. there was always something so ominous about these woods. it was enough to usually keep her out, or at least on the very edge, but today she was feeling a little adventurous. as soon as the sun set and darkness settled in, she would be completely camouflaged. there would be no reason to worry about the dangers lurking in the trees.
white eyes shot open, as she could have sworn she heard a twig snap in the distance. spirits were aplenty in this forest. most of them seeking shelter and protection from the guardian. her large head was lifted from the grass, white eyes gazing off into the trees. noël shifted to her human form effortlessly, a black, flowing chiffon dress clinging to her frail body. i know you're out there. the words echoed in her mind. these were his woods after all.
Behemoth
the black sheep grazed around lazily, though keeping all her senses alert. a feeling of uneasiness trickled inside of her. there was always something so ominous about these woods. it was enough to usually keep her out, or at least on the very edge, but today she was feeling a little adventurous. as soon as the sun set and darkness settled in, she would be completely camouflaged. there would be no reason to worry about the dangers lurking in the trees.
white eyes shot open, as she could have sworn she heard a twig snap in the distance. spirits were aplenty in this forest. most of them seeking shelter and protection from the guardian. her large head was lifted from the grass, white eyes gazing off into the trees. noël shifted to her human form effortlessly, a black, flowing chiffon dress clinging to her frail body. i know you're out there. the words echoed in her mind. these were his woods after all.
Behemoth
