ArtsByAllieCat

As the amber sun begins to set in the later autumn sky… The full harvest moon begins to rise… The redness of it unmistakable… the light from the moon dimmed by the glow of my camp fire… I sit alone.. Wet and cold from the past several days of rain.. I keep asking myself why I had left… and each time I remember why.. They all betrayed me… Everyone… Even my own parents… I’ve always been better off by myself.. I don’t have anyone or anything to answer too… my food comes to me… and I get feed by the plants of the woods… But oh how I wish I had real food&helli