A river runs through a valley
Down a hill
Over mountains
Beyond our line of vision
A flower grows and struggles beneath the snow
Determined but weak against a formidable enemy
A snake lays docile in the frozen grass
Lazily strolling by
Scales laughing in the harsh glow of winter
A child lays sick
The only cure the struggling flower
At the end of the endless river
Which is protected by snakes
But even cruelty has its moments.
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I really liked this one, at first I was wondering where it was all going but it all came together perfectly at the end. A great write indeed
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A great concept and ending! I really enjoyed it. Nice imagery! You may want to fix a typo that I think you meant to be the word "frozen" [grass.]
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Oh. thanks ill change that thanks for the comment
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