Literature
TPS - Khalilah
©The Parasitica Series
Khalilah
My feet trudge through the snow, scaling up the side of this mountain whom lies under the faded blue sky. At now, day is turning to night and the stars glitter the air. Here it is hard to tell what are snowflakes and what are stars; and what are star wishes and what are flakes wisped away by the wind. Though tis not matter – for both wisp off into inexistence anyway.
Peering past the snow, hugging my deerskin overthrow to my spotted, pale skin, I search out the darker part of the mountain. The dark spot through the fogging blizzard means home to me – and I trudge faster onc