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Friend of the Forest: I like playing around with words, and nature is my favorite topic.
Posted by Aimster du Clarkentine, Feb 9, 2008. 1350 views. ID = 577

Friend of the Forest

Posted by Aimster du Clarkentine, Feb 9, 2008. 1350 views. ID = 577
This post was written in 31 minutes.
This post has been awarded 17 stars by 4 readers.
This post is Part 1 of a writing series titled Friend of the Forest.

The forest has strange, mesmerizing powers over me. Every time I approach it, it calls my name, drawing me in with the promise of some new discovery, some new adventure, and most of all, a chance to glimpse some creature in the woods. Not long ago, in the woods across the way from my home, I found myself wandering overgrown paths, following a melodious and delightful traveling tune that danced along in the breeze. Forest songs, though you cannot always hear the words clearly, are always being sung, unless danger is near. I do my best to traipse along lightly, trying not to crush the undergrowth and taking care to not damage the trees I climb for better vantage points over my surroundings. It seems the more softly I tread, the more silent a vagrant I am, the louder the song grows. It's as if the forest is pleased by my presence when I come to view her splendor and make myself as unobtrusive as possible.

This particular day, I ended up at the edge of the stream about mid-morning. Although I had never met it here before, my friend the stream bubbled happily to see me again. I sat on some lovely moss and lichen-covered rocks and removed my shoes to plunge my feet into the cold, clear water. The old stream, ancient but ever youthful, laughed at me when I yelped at the temperature of the water against my skin. Once my feet became somewhat numb to the chilly waters, the current called me out deeper into the middle of the stream's rushing revelry. I was especially enthralled by a beautiful whirlpool in the middle of an abrupt bend in the river. Slowly and tenderly stepping over slippery underwater terrain, I waded over and peered at its center a few feet from the swirl's white-crested edges. As I watched the water go round and round, something caught my eye.

--To be continued...


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This post has been awarded 17 stars by 4 readers.
This post is Part 1 of a writing series titled Friend of the Forest. The next part of this series can be found here: Friend of the Forest, part II.
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Comments


Mathax
Feb 9, 2008
Could you continue this soon?
   ~Posted by Mathax, Feb 9, 2008

Aimster du Clarkentine
May 10, 2008
I guess I like cliff hangers. ;)

I thought I had a good ending, but then decided I didn't like it as much as I did at first.

Sorry about the delay, but I want a nice finish.
   ~Posted by Aimster du Clarkentine, May 10, 2008



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