What a Tryst: Chapter 1Chapter 1What a Tryst: Chapter 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It wasn’t the stale smell of fallen leaves that filled the air--it was the scent of change. I took in a deep breath before I started to walk again. It surprised me how cold it had gotten in the past two weeks. Weather changed quite fast in October--especially here in Boston.
My nerves weren’t helping either with the cold. Stress always made the cold worse for me. So much was on my mind, and the thought of moving into a new place felt overwhelming. I’d be going to a new school and living with new people; I hadn’t had much time to plan for that.
The wind kicked up another patch of leaves; they swirled around in a colorful blend before melding back to the grey pavement a moment later. I checked my phone--1:15 PM. I started to walk a bit faster, the leaves crunching under my feet. The move-in time was 1:00 PM. My poor sense of direction had already gotten me
Fox and the Girl: Part 1The trees, looming and casting shadows over the river, were vivid in colors. Most of the leaves were ready to fall to the ground, but still maintained a light grasp on the branches. Coming here during this time of the year relaxed me. I leaned against one of the trees and allowed myself to slide down until I was sitting.Fox and the Girl: Part 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
All the grass in the area had changed to a dry yellow. I closed my eyes, and listened to the river’s dull hum. I took in a deep breath and could almost taste autumn. After a moment of listening to the river, I heard some leaves rustle somewhere in the distance. I glanced around and my eyes widened as they settled on the copper-colored beast.
The fur-covered beast was standing only a few feet away from me; it seemed to be a fox, but much larger. Under normal circumstances, I think I might’ve been scared; its eyes gave off a peaceful warmth with their amber glow. I would’ve fled just at that moment had it not been for the mere size and peculiarity of th
Fox and the Girl: Part 2The amulet fell into my hands from the beast’s teeth. There was another flash, the same psychic imagery as before, but not quite as strong; the colors were less vivid; the images from before had sprung to mind, accompanied by a tumult of emotion.Fox and the Girl: Part 21 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I wondered now how to communicate with the beast. I opened my mouth to speak, but decided better of it after a moment; instead, with my eyes shut, I formed an image of my favorite place. It was a small opening in the forest, covered in moss and shrubs, that always felt welcoming to me; it was picturesque. The warmth and comfort I had imagined at the thought of the place seeped into the mental image, saturating my thoughts. I imagined the warmth of the sunlit grass, soft as a carpet, threading between my toes. I breathed in, and my thoughts wandered to the wonderful smell of pine and moss that had so often bit at my nose.
The fox howled, breaking my concentration, and leapt at me suddenly. I threw up my arms for protection and felt a shar