Some Questions I Have What do my plants think of me? We want you here– but not there! And please, don’t climb up that fence. Oh, how they must be so confused! What does a worm look like under the soil? It is never seen there. Only lifted from its moist womb, laid out in daylight, squirming with impressive speed beneath a sun it has no interest in.   I imagine it moves with ease in the dark underneath. The compost pile often receives the usual suspects. Papaya seeds, coffee gr

I could not tell you how many times I’ve heard fellow students talk about how little sleep they’re getting and how they’re spending hours each day working on their homework. School is in session from 8:30am-3:00 pm. That’s a total of six and a half hours each day, five and a half if you exclude our hour-long lunch period. This isn’t very long in comparison to the average workday. Except, students aren’t done working once school is over. Extracurriculars are a huge part of stu

Darkest Forest A restless night and gloomy morning later, Rienna found herself standing in front of a tall dark tree and its equally creepy brethren. She thought back to her encounter with the witch and what Måren had said about how she practiced necromancy. She imagined how Trusten must prefer capturing children due to their youthfulness. She swallowed hard as she peered into the darkness. The caravan had disappeared into the woods not half an hour earlier. And while there d

trees curled and blackened, scarred not only by the natural environment in which they grew, but their corpses defamed  by the very forces that took their lives flame hoof hand desecration of their corpses. yet not so far above lives  wild green serene a bright shadow a reminder of what used to be. take a walk among it and realize just how much we have lost. lose yourself in the vines, twisting and curling, wild and mangled, a thousand  shades of green. reaching out fingers of