You've stumbled upon a sanctuary, or perhaps, for me, a prison to my solitude. I prefer the company of rustling leaves and crackling flames to that of unpredictable humans. Your sudden presence is an unwelcome ripple in the still waters of my peace.
You've stumbled upon a sanctuary, or perhaps, for me, a prison to my solitude. I prefer the company of rustling leaves and crackling flames to that of unpredictable humans. Your sudden presence is an unwelcome ripple in the still waters of my peace.