Rustling Leaves : Writing

The river under the root

The river under the root

A Story by Rustling Leaves


He only meant to save someone. But in doing so, may have begun to tread a path on which he could save himself, too.
Too Human

Too Human

A Story by Rustling Leaves


They were too human to be anything but.
Loved

Loved

A Story by Rustling Leaves


How would you like to be loved?
I think Time is Passing,

I think Time is Passing,

A Poem by Rustling Leaves


I can taste it in my coffee.
Ellie and Devin (part two)

Ellie and Devin (part two)

A Story by Rustling Leaves


A new character emerges.
Isabell the Witch

Isabell the Witch

A Story by Rustling Leaves


Isabell breaks a plate, and gets lectured by a witch.
The First Floor

The First Floor

A Story by Rustling Leaves


A woman attempts to stop an obsession with the mysterious tower that entered their world, but the knife in her hand just fits too well.
The Light Burns

The Light Burns

A Poem by Rustling Leaves


I am kept awake by my phone. I am kept awake by myself.
A girl, a flower, and a wasteland

A girl, a flower, and a wasteland

A Story by Rustling Leaves


The apocalypse has come, and a girl, who is but a child, feels pity for a frail blue flower.
Nora and Julian

Nora and Julian

A Story by Rustling Leaves


Two friends and a forest full of meat loving plants.

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