funeral
fear
loss
grief
internment
down
dark
watching
pain
dirt
rain
smell
wood
lead
wet
umbrella
tears
hurt
heart
heavy
weight
pull
away
run
heels
stuck
kick
flat
hard
leaves
forest
nearby
separate
alone
trees
wind
groan
comfort
fall
kneel
cry
weep
wail
question
rail
beyond
hit
flail
beat
unknown
unexpected
impossible
trepidation
scramble
odd
call
speaking
crooning
soothing
tree?
solace
inanimate?
not
image
man
spirit
creature
reaching
limbs
literally
offer
thought
disbelief
suspended
animals
chatter
breeze
push
accept
belief
honored
infatuation
alive
touch
rough
texture
concern
unsure
assurance
story
curse
myth
reality
beauty
transformation
lovely
sexy
amazing
distracting
kiss
freedom
hands
arms
bodies
warm
welcome
thankful
binding
strange
creation
destruction
release
favor
alignment
foretelling
time
chosen
now
forever
together
want
always
astounding
lore
bedtime
or?
Absolutely amazing! Every time I read this, I am pulled to experience this emotional upheaval. I feel like it should be set to music. Hmmm… I know that you are leading the reader to question the truth, or rather the reality of whats happening, but I get this feeling an innocent and rather childlike hope that when they wake in the morning, everything is going to work out. It leaves a rather desperate hope. I think that made sense. Watch this comment be the one to go through…
:D Yup. it went through LOL. And you know what’s next in mind for exploring the Dryad!
Gasp! Comments are working! Yay!! (Does first comment dance)
*wiggle-wiggle, shake-shake, hip-bump Hoo-ra!*
Sorry. Had to get that out of my system.
teehee! yes! I have been inaugurated with a wiggle dance!