Society…

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Me: again in her fetal position, lay quietly in sleep as Melody sang into her blood bathed ear.  It was mid-morning and Me had not yet woken. Freedom was in the woods behind searching for berries and water to drink.

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Me’s eyes slowly opened.  Immediately above her she recognized the huge umbrella of green that she could only sense above her body while in darkness the night before. It was a beautiful Oak.  No words were immediately spoken. 072516 021 As Me pulled herself up and off the ground into a sitting position, she began to look around her and “take in” her chosen location of their first night in the Forest of Naked Slate.

The sight took her breath away. They were situated Continue reading “Society…”