Authorz: JettaV

Grey mist, freyed at all ends, fading into the sky. Fresh breeze, frequently floating past river bends whoes water is rushing by. Green trees, trikling…

One shines, Like gold, Heating my body, As I sit in this empty Grass field. The other is dark, Undoubtably cold, As it covers my…

Scritch scratch The words They wont stop coming out. Scratch scritch They keep flowing- They’re not slowing down. Skitch skatch I don’t know If I…