dylazuna

"My best friend, Butterscotch" THE HARDEST GOODBYE I remember when I found you. The woods were big and confusing, full of strange things. I was alone, and I didn’t know where to go. Leaves and branches obscured my vision, and a hundred unfamiliar smells and noises overwhelmed my senses. Then I saw something through the brush. It was a young boy, playing by himself. It was you. I called out to you with my small voice. You heard me and came close to me, talking back in your own language. I was little and naive then, and maybe I shouldn’t have been so quick to trust a new creature, but something drew me to you. Your voice was frien