"I had to trust in myself. I had to trust in nature. I had to trust that everything will work out." Her hands tightened around the walking stick. "That trust is what you'll need more than anything."
Life existed beyond the gilded city, the wall, and the forest.
The blue path reminded me of blueberries.
I needed to make it nearly impossible to turn back and give up on a better life.
No one tells you about The Wall.
My attempt to find words in a week of internal turmoil.
I don't fear heights. I don't fear the dark. I don't fear tiny spaces. ...and I definitely don't fear spiders.
I couldn't find the words this week so here's a doodle of a rock. Thanks for stopping by!