Nature's Envy (Mike, INV)

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_____Submercing oneself with nature was not exactly an easy feat for most of the modern area who lived with electronics and technology. To feel the chilling breeze wash over oneself, smell the mixed elements of nature from the nearest flowers or the trees that rustled lightly around the individual. To hear the animals without startling them away, and to feel the brass and dirt under your toes was a beloved feeling to the bount who chose to stroll the woods this night. The moon hung proudly at full force high above, the middle of the night and a great number of stars accompanied it in the sea of light and dark blues mixed with blacks know as the sky.

_____It was hard to break focus from the beauty above the trees but not so much outmatched by the small patch of forest the bount had taken to keeping well. Her eyes slowly shifted to befall the tops of trees, the bark along it’s body, and resting near the trunk drawing the smallest of smiles across her face. Rooted around the trees rested flowers unlike most, slightly soaked in the effects of Reishi the flowers glowed just enough to light up their stems and released a small powder akin to sparkles some might say.

_____The area was truly peaceful and untouched by the hands of modern effects. The bount wasted little more time simply admiring the view to tend to her wild garden. Her toes slightly sunk into some mud that had formed after the rain. The wet mush turned her small smirk upside down for a moment as her eyes set on the not so beautiful part of nature. She reassured herself that while it might not be the most for sights, it was one part that truly made nature what it was. Some might have assumed her to be an environmentalist, but in truth she merely admired nature almost to a envious level as she took another step across the mud soaking both her feet into the loosened earth.

_____Nature was a existence that had been around far longer than Anna, and over it’s seemingly endless life it could change and adapt in so many ways unlike herself. Her thoughts had drifted, from the once admiration of nature to her own repeating past. The thoughts made clouds form in her mind until the pollen of the flowers reached her nose drawing a quiet sneeze from the girl breaking her into the molds of reality once more. Her gaze began to lighten up once again, frame shifting downward to grasp a glowing flower lightly in her hand very careful not to disrupt or harm the living organism.

”As beautiful as a flower on a cold winter’s nights, your hair glowing and reflecting the light of moon and star as they envy your beauty. Your smile outshining every light in the cosmos without so much as a fair equal outside your bright personality and character…”

_____Her words held little feeling or tone, it felt distant and lost. Her mind was drifting between memory and reality drifting both her words to the rapid pace mixing quotes she had heard or wished to say. Fingers slowly peeled away from the flower and frame lifted once again to stand over the plants. There was no greater joy in her heart to see such a place at peace and almost harmonize to the rhythm it sung to her soul. It wasn’t exactly the type of peace she searched for, but the small rays of peace glowed in her cold heart like the flowers did on this night.

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