Failure is simply the opportunity to begin again,
this time more intelligently
this time more intelligently
She noted the fleeting looks to the horizon, the subtle undertones of her vague words. It had Elizabeth thinking more as she gathered her stones. Her voice carried softly over the snow, distorted by memories and thoughts when she said, "If I remember correctly, it had also just finished a hunt."
Picking up a particularly shimmery rock, Elizabeth brushed the snow from its smooth surface. "What about the big ones make you hate them?" It was an innocent enough question, paired with the casual ease of her movements as she placed the new rock in her bulging back with the rest of them, although her ears were attentive for the response, curious and wondering if she might be a source of help for any unresolved traumas.
When she heard Noah's voice call out, she glanced up from her kneeled position next to another stone. "I think we're just about finished, right Venna?" She looked to the young woman, a smile on her face that was rich with budding friendship.
Picking up a particularly shimmery rock, Elizabeth brushed the snow from its smooth surface. "What about the big ones make you hate them?" It was an innocent enough question, paired with the casual ease of her movements as she placed the new rock in her bulging back with the rest of them, although her ears were attentive for the response, curious and wondering if she might be a source of help for any unresolved traumas.
When she heard Noah's voice call out, she glanced up from her kneeled position next to another stone. "I think we're just about finished, right Venna?" She looked to the young woman, a smile on her face that was rich with budding friendship.
Elizabeth
