I heard my mother's words echo in my head, about how this was the kind of town you'd see on a billboard; "It holds a warm, sun shiny appearance, but eventually you need a storm to clear the air ." - This is my first short story published to this blog. I hope you enjoy!
I have decided I do not at all feel guilty for not reading more books, because I am most definitely still experiencing story-telling.
There is a fight going on inside of me, between two wolves - one is good, one is evil - and the same fight is happening in all of us.
Already, the trees have begun to lose their leaves and return to the bare skeleton of what they are. Autumn is the best season for us to follow suit.