takes guts
04-25-2018, 10:35 PM
| If something wicked this way comes, then... does it... have to be wicked? Eden wasn't sure. She didn't really need to worry about knowing, honestly. Something lovely this way came, a small puff of pastel grey fluffy running through the trees. The redwood forest... it was lovely. Holy wow, it was SO lovely. Eden wouldn't hold that back from herself, there was no use. There was no use denying anything, and she was so immensely and incredibly happy. All of it. Happiness was intoxicating, it would go straight to your head if you let it. Eden didn't know any better-- of course she would let it. Running joyfully across the lands with the sort of abandon you only see in a child... ooph. Running, jogging, same difference. She doesn't have the most endurance. Little legs, little lungs. Eden slowed after only a few minutes of her run, taking time to walk among the trees, neck craned to look upon them in absolute wonder. Holy. Wow. This place. Was. Amazing. |