Wandering

Intro

The pine needles crunched under foot. Uneven earth and the random stone created a bumpy path. The scent of dirt rising in a steady wave. The path was just forgiving enough to keep her at a brisk pace. The warm air brushed her cheeks. The faint sound of water over stone was somewhere ahead and to her right. Birds called to each other, unseen in the branches above. As she walked the trees thinned out and she stepped into the sunlight. As the rays hit her face she stopped and closed her eyes. She tilted her head towards the sky and smiled. Standing in the sun, all her worries seemed to melt away. This was where she always returned. She couldn't help it. Something deep down inside her inevitably called out and try as hard as she did, she was helpless to the draw. 

She took a long, slow breath in through her nose and let it escape her lips. As she opened her eyes, she was momentarily in awe of all the colors. The greens, browns, blues. The stark white of the few clouds that dotted the sky. The landscape was burned into her memory, but it was the first time she had been back in months. The seasons had changed twice. Far too long to be gone, she thought. A small shake of her head and she took off. It was time. 

Reviews

[matrixmark]

Great descriptives of the forest. I also liked the stream in the distance - reminded me alittle of the blair witch project.

When she came out of the woods and the descriptions you gave were extremly vivid and it was kind of like a WOW moment. Very intrigued by the ending....i think its going to turn into many chapters of a mysterious book - with many questions which need to be answered.

Mark.

[Ballpark Frank]

Nature lovers delight in these expert descriptions. I know those smells, feelings, and thoughts from my many walks in the woods. You are a good writer.

[aj milton]

I can smell the pine trees while reading this. Like your other pieces you create a believable vision of the environment you describe. I hope you find the time or inspiration to extend one of these very short stories one day.

[Kinsey]

Thank you. I'm waiting on some inspiration currently. Hopefully I can find some fast.