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Deep woods hide saints of another kind — holy, unholy, beast and divine.
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Congratulations for a month of art completed! Been a pleasure sharing in your fantasies :)
And with this Smaugust 2021 is concluded.
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Kindness always wins. When in doubt, make the choice to be kind over anything else.
When kindness met gratitude
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Congratulations on 100 days!!
Thank you so much :) your support has been significant, and I appreciate you immensely
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A final folly
from simple desperation
find her on the ground.
She found the path she had been searching for and began her climb. Her first ascent had been in chase of a lost lamb some weeks past, and she knew the challenge of climbing higher than before would bring her the exhilaration she craved now. She followed her first path to the tiny outcropping the lamb had found and took the opportunity to scout her next steps. Reaching out, she grabbed hold of the rough rock and slowly began to rise. Climbing has always come naturally to her, the rock seemingly molding in her hands as she lifted herself higher towards the small overhang 20 lengths from where she had started. Finding herself with hands closer to her feet and just short of her goal, she let go with her hands and leapt to grab for the shelf. She found herself short, and the rush of dread into her midsection told her she was falling backwards into nothing.
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Treading through water,
swimming to the watershed
'tween this life and the next.
When we find our way,
lost in the trees of our mind,
we greet the peace found.
Looking for the bond
amongst many false pledges;
at last the oath made.
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It is a pleasant feeling to know what a person needs.
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The heat of the day gently enveloped her as she rested in the grass of the grazing meadow. Halfway up the mountain from their home, the sheep preferred this grass to many of the other places her father had discovered over the years, and despite the trek to get there she enjoyed it best, too. Looking up to take account for the animals, she saw all 14 sheep wandering in one stage of graze ir another, and Saint stalking around the edge of the lush green, keeping an eye on his charges while marking the perimeter against predators. He saw her looking and gave a blooming bark to the surrounding wood. She laughed and raised a hand, their sign for him to come, and he lumbered over jovially, dropping his serious demeanor as he closed the gap.
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