Grass. Photo by Nevit Dilmen
A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees. ~ William Blake
I saw grass for the first time today. 185 more words
Vivian’s light brown eyes fluttered open, and confusion reigned supreme.
Sitting upright quickly, she took in her surroundings, perplexed, until she caught sight of Gabriel’s form, lying on his side, his hand under his backpack. 1,876 more words