Letters from Juliette
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The Final Chronicle of a Randall
A large, indestructible compound confines a large decaying city in darkness and despair. There is no sun nor sky. No bird song, nor breeze. No flora, nor fauna. It’s the skeleton of a city. Only ash, decay, and the shell of what life once was long ago. This is Mordenelle.
By Letters from Juliette3 years ago in Fiction
- My Temple -
One of my favorite ways to clear my mind is by going on a walk. There’s something about being on my own in nature, forests especially, that allows me to relax and lift my spirits. Almost like a type of therapy. The forest is my place of peace, my temple if you will. Whenever I feel sad, lost, or like I’m at a crossroads, I either go for a run in the woods or I just walk. I’ll look around marveling at the beauty of the world and its incredible resilience over the millions of years it’s seen. Almost like the world sets all my struggles into perspective. I’ll walk and walk and then stop occasionally to admire a certain tree, view, or flower formation. What always stops me in my tracks is the wind rushing through the leaves, making the trees sway back and forth, rattling every big and small leaf. The way that same breeze hits my face and blows through my hair, the cooling touch gently piercing my skin sending a light shiver down my spine. If my soul could have a sound, that is it. The sound of the wind rushing through the trees. I just stop, close my eyes, and take a breath. At the end of my walk, it feels like whatever I was dealing with has been solved... Okay maybe not. But it certainly feels lighter and more bearable. I open myself up to the world and it gives me answers in the form of breezes, butterflies, and flora.
By Letters from Juliette4 years ago in Wander
What it Means to be a Heartbreaker
People use the term "Heartbreaker" to depict someone attractive, desirable, charming, smart, and funny. Basically someone who's got the "whole package". Someone who anyone would want. Someone who will have boys and/or girls drooling at their feet, longing for their attention, lining up to get their hearts broken by this one person. But why is the term "heartbreaker" used so lightly? Almost as if it was a positive thing.
By Letters from Juliette4 years ago in Humans