land over land
creeping and crawling
creeping and crawling
Her hands adjusted slightly on the reins as Colt demonstrated, fingers fumbling once before finding a more even grip. She glanced down at them, then back up, checking the tension, trying to feel the difference instead of just copying it. Burger didn’t protest, didn’t even flick more than an ear, and that alone gave her a fragile thread of confidence to follow.
Wren shifted slightly in the saddle, testing her balance as Burger shifted his weight beneath her, slow and patient. The ested, steady horse walked slowly after Beans. “I think,” she started, then paused, her brow knitting as she searched for something honest enough to say, “I think I don’t want to do things alone either.”
The admission didn’t waver. Her eyes lifted back to Colt then, her body falling in easy motion with Burger's movementts as they rode. She didn't know a lot, but the way Colt's words settled on her meant something. She was willing to step through and take the invitation, her vulnerability seen and heard and cupped softly.
Wren shifted slightly in the saddle, testing her balance as Burger shifted his weight beneath her, slow and patient. The ested, steady horse walked slowly after Beans. “I think,” she started, then paused, her brow knitting as she searched for something honest enough to say, “I think I don’t want to do things alone either.”
The admission didn’t waver. Her eyes lifted back to Colt then, her body falling in easy motion with Burger's movementts as they rode. She didn't know a lot, but the way Colt's words settled on her meant something. She was willing to step through and take the invitation, her vulnerability seen and heard and cupped softly.
like the sea over sand
still I follow heartlines on your hand
still I follow heartlines on your hand
Wren
