#forestbound

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Where would you go if you could go anywhere? Todays favorites 1) @le.yone 2) @thejeffrose 3) @kylekotajarvi 4) @forestbound 5) @charlysavely 6) @lennart 7) @rareflower_photography 8) @robinxbenjamin 9) @reneeroaming 10) @dgsc #folk #liveauthentic #livefolk https://www.instagram.com/p/CorvzY8ugaF/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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pefkorgi, more commonly called a spiked spire, are large amphimischos found frequently in forestbound lakes though can be found in rivers and streams and such, their spikes are photosynthetic and will slowly collapse into tough leaflike structures as they grow, they will move towards nearby movement, this behaviour is theorized as a way to defend themselves from being grazed upon, though this behaviour has given them the adaptation of reproducing through the spines that break off when they move, the behaviour of them moving has given them a bad reputation among ◗ta fishermen due to them interfering with their attempts at fishing, cutting fishing lines, stabbing them when they are in the ammonia, though their spines are tough and hard to eat, they have a soft spot on the top of their spire where they grow their spikes, this portion is rather soft and about as nutrient rich as the rest of the spikes, if you have any questions about this amphimischos please dont be afraid to ask

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6 Slow Interiors To Inspire You (Part II)

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Forestbound: Surrended to West

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Rated M

TW: Abuse of Authority, Emotional Manipulation, War Scenes

By privaterose

Amidst the thundering chaos of Dunkirk, young Private Harry Edward Styles stood on the coastline, the dark sky blazed with the burning silhouettes of Allied ships.

Harry had to run, away from the beach. He ran until his legs burned. He did not stop until the dark forest swallowed him.

He was lost, wounded and all alone, desperate for shelter. His eyes caught sight of an abandoned house. He stumbled inside.

His breath quickened as he stepped cautiously forward.

Then, a cold hand clamped over his mouth, dragging him back into the blackness. His pulse raced as the sharp edge of a knife pressed against his neck, sending a tremor down his spine.

He wasn’t alone.

A voice whispered into his ear. 'Shh… be quiet.'

Harry's heart pounded in his chest.

This is it. This is how he dies.

Or where Harry believes he’s found temporary shelter, only to slowly fall under the psychological manipulation of Ludwig, a Luftwaffe pilot, who uses twisted tactics to draw him closer. As Harry becomes increasingly entangled in Ludwig’s presence, he realises it too late that he is no longer a guest, but a captive.

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