He journeys through many lands, now have been a whole year since. His search for what he has lost is still pinching his mind with thoughts that maybe tomorrow he will be no more but a legend. It is his salvation and what little time he has left now, is precious. "Alas, at least you are never gone, you my love and precious mate. Let the memory of you guide me..." He has lost it all, his family and his home, his once great forest where everything can prosper and live on an eternity of painless living. He journeys on knowing everything can go wrong instead of right, life has always challenged a fox. What of the longing for what he has no more?
 Vulpi_Phasmatis · Sat Oct 20, 2007 @ 10:19am · 1 Comments |
