A woman in need.

Hunter was he, always solo. He enjoys power when wild beasts groveled in pain at his feet. It was just another sunny afternoon when he got off his work and walked into the woods with his tools expecting a wild boar as a bounty. Whistling his way into the green lush, the hunter marched ahead;…


I hid an ocean in my eyes, Cyclone in my mind Fire in my words And wilderness in my heart