Burn, baby

For anyone who’s a fan of creative writing – especially short stories – I wrote this quite a while back now, but it’s still one of my favourite fictional pieces on my new blog — Delirious Antidotes.

Please give it a read, and maybe a like, share and comment, if you enjoy it. Thank you!

Delirious Antidotes

Found on tumblr

She was hidden, disguised, camouflaged by the branches. The cold licked her face and crept beneath her thin attire, seeping through her skin. Lips tainted purple, she watched from above as the group dispersed throughout the forest.

The forest that once felt alive now weeped in the absence of it’s leaves; habitat, it seemed, to only the people who found pleasure in bonfires and camping off-bounds; people who couldn’t care less about trees.

With no longer a palpable reason to exist, the forest didn’t thrive as it had done in it’s youth, but Laura still found the same peace and simplicity in the trees as she always had. She watched the group – little older than her, maybe even the same age – organise themselves in clusters to mark out the points in which their camp would begin within this most desolate part of the woods.

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