Submissions by chinadoll

There once was a girl with a forest in her head. When the skies were clear, the world was good. On dewy mornings she would walk through the meadows in that forest, and the way the dew flew off of her black boots and onto her bare legs made her smile. From seeds grew stems and those stems grew flowers and those flowers knew to turn towards the shining sun. All the girl needed was fresh air in her lungs to feel whole, and the kindness of the forest to get by. At night, the does and their fawns would welcome her and she would sleep peacefully knowing that the bucks would keep her safe, and the...