jparker

It was beautiful,

But in a different sort of way.

It was weird,

And ugly at the same time.

It smelled like a sewer.

It was covered In mud.

It could barely walk.

It was as skinny

The trail leads on into this magical place that some call the woods.

The snowflakes glide softly to rest on tree branches if they're lucky.

I hear the repeating sound of the almost frozen river flow.