(Probably not gonna finish. 5772 words)
Sometimes, the smallest details make the biggest difference. The beautifully fluttering monarchs on this crisp, autumn evening, the cat chasing the rodent across the street, the water gently falling off of the plant. The trails of the glistening, glimmering drops fell onto the sidewalks. But these small, small details, don’t make a story. They just make the difference.
Chapter One: Monarchs
The pitter patter of the squeaky, shiny, yellow boots against the puddles made Grimm’s ears tingle as he starts to go a bit faster. He found the sound pleasurable, a bit of a smile painting his features. His pale colored skin was covered with his white sweater, his neck wrapped in the grey and burgundy scarf, shielding his delicate skin from the harsh winds. Grimm kept his gaze on