I saw him again in my dreams. He was closer this time, just back from the tree line, amongst the branches. The faded black coat which draped over his gaunt frame had folded into the darkness of the woods. Standing there, immobile, he looked like the scarecrow in the field down from our shack that
Tag: Up To You
They stood in the shade of a Morton Bay Fig. The blade-like roots of the tree swept around their feet, creating for a secluded space at the edge of the party. She was touching him, gently brushing her fingers along the sensitive skin on the underside of his forearm. She pulled her straight blonde hair
