#holiyth

the road is long as it is heavy  upon a heart that already carries so many burdens.  green pastures stretch out before her,  as though the earth itself had been stirred to life by her paws alone.  time for reprieve is never time wasted.  amongst these humbled bramble bushes,  coddled between sprigs of bluebells and daisies.  amongst this she simply dwells,  neither rushing to action nor invoking any semblance of uncertainty.  the white wolf sits beneath the trees and the sunlight does not splash across her,  but rather,  it radiates from her.