Write a poem about the peacefulness of a mountain at dawn.
When I lay in my bed at night, I don’t think of the darkness, or the loud chaos unraveling around me, I think of the peace of the mountain’s at dawn, and the birds chirping happily as they fly through the blue sky. When I think of those things, I forget about the darkness that drowns me in fear and sorrow, and the unhappiness I feel in my life, I know that when I wake up, the sky will be waking up...
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." Connor shifted uncomfortably on the earthy floor of the tent beside her.
"No, I do want to. You've proven I can trust you." Vanilla smiled, then sighed and looked away. "I used to be the happiest girl in the world. I had a boyfriend, two loving parents, and a brother."
"You *had*?" Connor asked.
"Yes. My boyfriend and I were on this beautiful mo...
This night is grey and long
The moon is hiding, the stars are dim
The darkness is an ocean
And it turns out, I can’t swim
But after struggling through night
Treading water, sinking slow
This view I thought would be my last
Now has a faint golden glow...
Connor creaked open his door and glanced every which way. He slipped out and closed the door behind him. Then he silently made his way downstairs and quickly out the back door. Weak sunlight brushed the ground softly.
He took a calming deep breath and rushed toward the forest, glancing behind him to make sure his parents weren't following. He made his way weaving through the trees to Vanilla's ca...
Gold-stained skies peak over the ridge, with lines of scarlet to break the pattern;
The Ridge itself is blue and deep— it stands firm, protecting all within, from all without,
The air is sweet; there is a mist that shrowds the day— the dew is newly formed, cradling leaves and plants alike....
The Clouds are dancing and twirling in the most hypnotic of ways. There color was a perfect pink that promised peace and freedom.
The air wasn’t to cold, but the breeze occasionally bit. It seems like the perfect day. A day full of promise with the cold breeze and sunsetting.
The water worked as a mirror. Almost like, if I were to fall in, I would go through it like a portal and come out in the...
𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓷𝓸𝓻 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓭𝓮𝓮𝓹 𝓫𝓵𝓾𝓮 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼. 𝓗𝓮𝓻 𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓮, 𝓥𝓪𝓷𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓪, 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓸 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝔂...𝓪 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝔂 𝓷𝓪𝓶𝓮 𝓽𝓸 𝓶𝓪𝓽𝓬𝓱 𝓪𝓷 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓫𝓮𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓲𝓯𝓾𝓵 𝓰𝓲𝓻𝓵.
"So Vanilla, hm? Pretty." Connor smiled.
"Thanks, I-" she broke off. "I haven't heard anyone say that in a while."
Connor tilted his head. "What do you...?"
"Sorry, sorry. I...
You know how this goes.
I have Vanilla make a good memory/time with people she cares for, then I rip them away from her...
Its her parents turn...😔😈
Oh, and it's three pups not two😁
"Is it these wolves you want?" the lady asked, back from wherever she took the mother.
Vanilla glanced down at them. "Yes."
"Perfect! I'll bring a cage over..."
"No cage." Vanilla interrupted.
Eagles make lazy circles in the sky
How often they fly by!
But as the waking pink clouds sour
It appears they cannot stay up anymore
Orange clouds are settling down
Making streaks as the sun looses its peak
They follow the warming star
Until it has gone to far
Dark clouds have risen
It is now night, and I’m not kiddin’
The eagles have now rested
They are asleep, or that’s what I’m guessin’
"Vanilla, we know you've been grieving for a while..." Her mom trailed off.
"So we have a surprise for you!" Her dad exclaimed.
Vanilla looked at them suspiciously.
"Come with us." Her dad grabbed her hand and pulled her out to the car.
Her mother followed swiftly behind.
Vanilla got into the back seat of the car and her parents filed into theirs.
"Just wait until you see where we have to go...
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