There is a picnic on a hill where the grass is soft and the sun is warm. After eating a mysterious fruit that a member of the party found they all fall asleep, and in their slumbers small trees rise from their silhouettes. These trees food is emotions, ambitions, fears, desires and music. The sleepers lay on that hill while their trees branches sway in the breeze.
Sleeping Trees
There is a picnic on a hill where the grass is soft and the sun is warm. After eating a mysterious fruit that a member of the party found they all fall asleep, and in their slumbers small trees rise from their silhouettes. These trees food is emotions, ambitions, fears, desires and music. The sleepers lay on that hill while their trees branches sway in the breeze. The Man with Horns
There once was a man who grew horns, he was a very kind and reserved man. But he was misunderstood and mistreated by all around him for it is human to fear what you do not understand or control. So he went to live alone up in the mountains, wanting nothing more than to have someone to share his days with. Someone to play cards with at night next to the fire or someone to laugh with on the sunny hillside with while tending his goats. But no one from the villages dared climb the mountain for legend told that a monster with horns lived up there. |
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