Author: HippiechickFet

Into the woods

The sound of crunching leaves and tiny twigs snapping under my small tennis shoes thrill me. The tart smell off moss and musky air of decaying wood fill my chest. My slender fingers clasped in his hand as he leads me trustingly, deeper in. The soft fabric pressing against my fluttering eyelids denying me the view.

I will the sounds and smells to fill me up as he guides me over and under what I envision to be scrapey branches and gnarled roots. His careful silence amplifies the sound of the varied bird calls and the leaves rustling in the warm afternoon breeze.

Coming to a stop in front of me, he guides me by my waist and lowers me down to sit. The stone beneath me is cool and shaded. Taking my left ankle in his hand, he slides off my shoe and places my foot on the spongy fragrant moss beneath me. Repeating the gentle act on my right foot, he then clasps my hands in my lap and tilts my chin up to kiss me sweetly before stepping away into the ether. Read more »

Fox and Kitty

Tucked away at the ass end of a dead end street is where he had discovered the place, looking like a remnant of the last century. A book store aptly called The Book Nook.

From the outside it wasn’t very inviting. Run down and and disheveled as it was. However inside was the coolest little book store he had ever seen.

You’d forgive the fine coating of dust for all its charm and its quaint personality. Everything was solid wood with hand crafted built in shelves and even a comfortable looking window seat that had yesterday contained one ancient looking, snoozing shop cat.

The smell had been that great aging paper scent and the lighting was very warm and natural. Not the brash white in the office buildings he was so used to.

He had been disappointed that he had happened upon it by mistake on his way to an appointment and couldn’t stay. Promising himself that he would come back tomorrow afternoon, he had opened the door to leave when a woman had come rushing in, holding books above her head to shelter her from the rain that had begun to fall outside. Read more »