ALONE
In the rocky area if Montana, the wind blows subtly, sky's of blue, bloated with white clouds. The sun beats down on the land, critters skittering from rock to rock, trees sway in the breeze. The world is quiet, nature in full control, humanity gone, buildings left without humans to occupy them, boats drift empty in the waves, animals roam free, the air fresh, all exhaust from cars, and gas ambitions completely stopped. You are truly alone.
About ALONE
In the rocky area if Montana, the wind blows subtly, sky's of blue, bloated with white clouds. The sun beats down on the land, critters skittering from rock to rock, trees sway in the breeze. The world is quiet, nature in full control, humanity gone, buildings left without humans to occupy them, boats drift empty in the waves, animals roam free,...Read more