Jane Eleanor
Joined November 2020
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Sorrow
A hoot sounded into the silence of the night, the only sound to break the cacophony of thoughts thrashing in my mind. I looked out into the distance and saw it perched onto a branch, so beautiful, so majestic with its creamish gold feathers gleaming in the twilight, this beautiful barn owl watching me disapprovingly; knowingly.
By Jane Eleanor3 years ago in Humans