Post by Felix L. Lafleur on Sept 18, 2010 9:28:44 GMT -5
Once there was a tree..... and she loved a little boy. And every day the boy would come and he would gather her leaves and make them into crowns and play king of the forest. He would climb up her trunk .
Each light footstep by footstep would draw any person to food,, shelter, friends, or security. Even if you don't know exactly where the hell you are going and you just keep walking for miles and miles endlessly, your going to end up somewhere. It might be dangerous, you might have to fight, or maybe you will endure it all on your own, but once you get to where you can be satisfied you will never regret your journey. After all each journey even during the hardships are rewarding, you can learn so much, gain so much, and change yourself into the better you, you know you are.
The Orchards so he heard had fruit, fruit meant food, and that was exactly when he was looking for. His light blue eyes fell upon the trees with slight delight that he had finally made it to the trees, he had gone quite a distance to get here, and it was the crack of dawn by the looks of it. To say the least, this man, was tired and hungry. The trees were what he had his sights on, he wasn't starving to death, so rotten fruit or eating bugs were out of the question, if there was nothing, he would just have to wait a little longer.
His name was Felix Laurence Lafleur, a french man, who, like everyone else, found himself having to live on this god forsaken island. He was unaware of the other creatures living on this island, for all Felix knew there were just humans here. This man, was a blond man and blue eyed man, he wasn't wearing any shirt, as Felix found shirts pointless at times, and he was holding it in his large hands.
He stopped, examining the area with a slight frown, now that he thought of it, this place was pretty tangled. Plants over lapped each other and it looked like quite the struggle to actually get to some trees. Felix looked over his shoulder, perhaps there was some one else around that he could use, his legs were pretty sore from all that walking. Felix looked to the sunrise next and sighed, looks like he was all alone here.
and swing from her branches and eat apples. And they would play hide-and-go-seek. And when he was tired, he would sleep in her shade. And the boy loved the tree.......very much. And the tree was happy
