hello lj group....this is my first post

[idiotic_idiom]

The eyes told of hillsides streaming past the windows. Of sights unknown. Of cities beyond the horizon. Of valleys bathed in darkness that blanketed everything at such an hour, keeping each sunken town warm through fires breathing smoke and nightlights to keep the monsters at bay. And the mind told of more. A rise and fall of man’s design. A

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[thekeepa]

this is beautiful. i love writing like this. not out to prove anything or give reasons, just a snippet in time from a time and place we all wish we knew. it makes me want to go out and feel these things for myself - crisp air, earth beneath my bare feet, muscles pulling to scale the mountain. thank you for sharing this.

[idiotic_idiom]

thank you so much. its, in a way, based on an experience i had driving through new england from sunset to sunrise. it was amazing.

[thekeepa]

i can imagine, if it inspired you to write this! i'd love to be able to write of my own adventures half so eloquently.

i think this: And the children would keep them in their pockets, walking past time as if it would always be that easy... is my favourite line. i was thinking just the other day about the beauty of being unaware of certain things, time especially, when you're a child.