Creatures in the Clearing

A burst exercise inspired by a random image.

In the clearing, beyond the mangled thicket, just over the hill, two creatures make their home. They are wide, with rounded shells made of hardened chrysanthemums, glimmering as if dipped in fine, polished silver. Slowly, they wade across the deep blue grass, chirping sweetly, churtlechet, churtlechet. With their otherworldly grace, they calm the ripples of the pond.

 

Everything is vibrant yet everything is still.

Just ask the creatures in the clearing, beyond the mangled thicket, just over the hill.