by Hopeflower » Mon May 17, 2010 11:52 pm
Blazeheart started shaking. "Am I dreaming?" he whispered. His mother shook her head, her eyes, blue as the sky in greenleaf, soft and loving. "For so long," he went on, hearing his own voice shake, "I thought you were..." "I'm here now," Auburnpelt purred soothingly. Blazeheart leaned against her as she moved to his side, desperately wanting to believe that he wasn't going to wake up and find it was some cruel dream.
"Gotta have a little sadness once in a while so you know when the good times come."
"Talent is a pursued interest. In other words, anything that you're willing to practice, you can do." ~ Bob Ross
"The future is always uncertain and painful but it must be lived." ~ Unknown