The pitter patter of little feet scampering along the rocky pavement of the dimly lit driveway. Gargled voices In the distance unable to be understood, followed by clear giggles of a young child.
Splash!
Into a puddle, drenching neatly pressed fabric in mucky rain water. The skies have cried just past the evening strike of the clock, washing away the negativity of the day. The moon clearly laughing to such a site of what the clouds brought upon the earth.
Whoosh!
Clouds so heavy from the might of the oceans, lakes, ponds- the seven seas in a fit of unruly precipitation. Unable to allow such salty H2o to invade the premises of the heavens. Holding in all the world's sadness and despair only to cry as they can not hold it in any longer.
Ribbit! Ribbit!
Hopping rapidly along the pavement, chased by the eager footsteps of the adolescent child. The scared croaks of the small amphibian running in fear for what was intended of the muse of it's predator. Followed observantly, tiny baby blue orbs refuse to avert towards any other sight.
"Come back ere' lil' froggy!" Tone, rasping out in panted breaths from the exhausted chase. "I would like to play; please-"
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Cold Water
Fantasy"Touching her feet into a new world, abandoned yet still learning; Sonya would learn the ways of her amphibian friends in the land of Cold Water. Adventures beyond her dreams, walking into the unknown." Read this touching tale of a young orphan, lea...
