Noah Olson Memories sweet whispers are all that we'll have left So fall into these arms tonight and share this one last breath
The river rolled between hills carefully and Noah continued to follow it. Crystal clear waters let him see fish beneath them, their scales glinting beautifully as rays of sun leaked through the water and shone down on them. The reindeer lifted his body to an easy trot, following the riverbed. His cloven hooves sunk into muck and wet sand, all while his heart filled with satisfaction and joy of the beauty of this place. While nothing would ever replace his fondness for the frozen mountains and the winding tundra, this place was still wondrous to him. The sun warmed his back and he slowed to a stop, shaking out his body and lowering his muzzle to drink. The reindeer took his fill, glacier eyes scanning above him as he did so. In the distance, he saw a figure moving over the water. He lifted his head curiously, the sunbeams behind the girl making her look nothing but a faraway shadow as she danced and leapt from one rock to another. The reindeer moved closer, slowly, keeping his head low. Bring on the comets |
