The Love of the Forest

I love the woods.

I believe I've the heart of a wood elf.

Chills caress my pale skin

As the winds roar and silver clouds

Begin to swirl

At first, light rain comes down,

And I look up

Lightly fluttering my lashes as

Droplets fall on them.

I can feel my heart pounding

And excitement kicks in as the

Thunder rolls louder and louder.

I can't help the smile that spreads

Across my face.

I fly through the forest,

The wet wind in my red hair,

And I know I'm home