Into the Fall

by Tamara L. Miller

Sarah had once said that life was better when you acted like a sapling in the wind, twisting and bending when needed, so that the roots stay strong and whole.

Twilight had tried to linger, but dense cloud cover quickly devoured it.

“Hope is a good thing, Sarah. It’ll light the darkest night,”

“The wilderness is probably the purest expression of beauty there is in the world. There’s no right, no wrong, no good, no bad. The wild deals in life and death just as easily as we breathe. It’s primal and true. We can walk within it, even fool ourselves into believing we’ve tamed it, but disrespect it and it will swallow us.”