Mytwosentences 97


Urgency ushers itself upon us when the choking embers of camplight give way to the disorienting, dilating dusk within the woodlands.
Faint echoes amidst this forested twilight imminently become the crunchy, gelid compression of nearby footsteps that taint the sterility of fresh fallen snow.
(Photo: Edward Roads)

Written by Edward Roads

38 thoughts on “Mytwosentences 97

  1. Taint the sterility of new fallen snow
    What a fantastic way to purchase that thought from my brain. I love the pristine crispness that lay untouched by any disturbance. When it gets footprints or animal prints or even ice droppings that break the surface, it does, in my eyes taint that. I really like that your eyes see that too.

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  3. Thank you for liking “Hello Spring!” and “Spring Equinox.” I enjoyed seeing your beautiful photo and reading the haunting scene created by your words. Was it a good or bad thing to hear the sound of footsteps getting louder? I like how your words ended with an air of mystery. πŸ™‚

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