Post by blueskysummer on Jan 7, 2010 22:08:42 GMT -5
Wind rustled the leafless branches of trees, making them scrape together and drop little clumps of snow on the grey-blue wolf below.
Bluestone was out, his head bowed in a way it only was when he was alone. he padded through the forest, leaving clear prints in the newly fallen snow. his mind wasn't in the forest. he doubted it was any nearer than the mountains. no, his mind was up, up somewhere above the clouds, up among the stars and the moon, looking down. his mind was looking down and saying "Look how small I am. look how insugnificant one wolf is in the big scheme of things."
Bluestone looked up at the moon, which shone down on him through the icy branches. he looked at the moon and howled, letting his song reach the heavens. for the moment, he didn't care who heard him. he just needed to know he was still here, and not some half-remembered ghost, wandering through the forest.
Bluestone was out, his head bowed in a way it only was when he was alone. he padded through the forest, leaving clear prints in the newly fallen snow. his mind wasn't in the forest. he doubted it was any nearer than the mountains. no, his mind was up, up somewhere above the clouds, up among the stars and the moon, looking down. his mind was looking down and saying "Look how small I am. look how insugnificant one wolf is in the big scheme of things."
Bluestone looked up at the moon, which shone down on him through the icy branches. he looked at the moon and howled, letting his song reach the heavens. for the moment, he didn't care who heard him. he just needed to know he was still here, and not some half-remembered ghost, wandering through the forest.