I never liked looking out at the ocean through my window but something about that night made me think of where I will go in life. What path do I choose to turn down, walking towards my dreams or a myt...
The wind howled like a wolf in a forest but gone in the night. Walls would shake without even the slightest touch. The air was cool and soft as the snow fell to the ground. All the animals were asleep...
I never liked looking out at the ocean through my window but something about that night made me think of where I will go in life. What path do I choose to turn down, walking towards my dreams or a myt...
The wind howled like a wolf in a forest but gone in the night. Walls would shake without even the slightest touch. The air was cool and soft as the snow fell to the ground. All the animals were asleep...