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11|One With The Wind
The dipping sun’s burst of orange, yellow and red pigment in the western clearing reflected on the calm waters of Lake Salvatore.
On the other side of the lake, where the water meets the bank, fescue and ryegrass grew in abundance, green and full of life, gently swaying as the wind swept by. As the stretch of the grass field ends, the treeline begins. Towering trees loomed over the forest grounds. Movements from pygmy rabbits, squirrels, and deers echoed with the cacophony of the twittering birds and insects.
The water moved in small waves, crashing on the bank closer to where I stood. Warm air, telling me Silver eyes were watching in the distance, caressed my skin ever so softly.
I closed my eyes, inhaling the cedarwood scent fused in the air, smiling at the stillness and fire that slowly ignited within my ch
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