Pretty much the best short story I’ve read on WordPress.

They call me the Woodwose. But they know that I am the forest; I am the canopies and the wind and the soil underneath. I have been, ever since I inhabited its heart long ago, and settled again in another still, in the heart of the Great Tree. “I have come,” she says in a […]

via Short Story: Constellations — To the Salt of the Sea

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  1. Whoa, I agree! A great, visual piece. Thanks for passing it along!

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About Jane Bled

Human. Happy in my solitude. Free speech; unencumbered by expectations. Awakening. My purpose: to exhibit my art. Thank you for browsing my gallery. Fakes: stay away. Namaste.

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