10-04-2016, 03:25 PM
Sierra had left the cafe and gone straight home. She didn't want to be around people anymore than necessary. But the images on the television kept calling to her. The power of an image. She had to see the monument for herself.
The crowds had thinned some since the first few days but she was certain no one but her really noticed that fact. It was still busy. But even a slight decrease in the human population made Sierra happier. She missed the forests again. But she was going to find the people who took Snow from her. She just had no clue how to go about such a thing... She wasn't a fighter, she wasn't an activist - she only lived with the wolves - she cheated because she could speak to the wolves they accepted her as one of them. They were a silent call away, but they were too far away - the silence echoed in her head - snow was gone only to be seen in the dreams.
Sierra wasn't the only one staring up at the display of power. "And to think it wasn't here a few days ago."
Sierra took the lens cap off her camera and started shooting. It wasn't the same as shooting nature, but if she could get that impressive shot she could easily get it taken in to the main stream media - it wasn't her bread and butter but she was a photographer and this image called to her as much as the wolves did. It was history in the making.
The crowds had thinned some since the first few days but she was certain no one but her really noticed that fact. It was still busy. But even a slight decrease in the human population made Sierra happier. She missed the forests again. But she was going to find the people who took Snow from her. She just had no clue how to go about such a thing... She wasn't a fighter, she wasn't an activist - she only lived with the wolves - she cheated because she could speak to the wolves they accepted her as one of them. They were a silent call away, but they were too far away - the silence echoed in her head - snow was gone only to be seen in the dreams.
Sierra wasn't the only one staring up at the display of power. "And to think it wasn't here a few days ago."
Sierra took the lens cap off her camera and started shooting. It wasn't the same as shooting nature, but if she could get that impressive shot she could easily get it taken in to the main stream media - it wasn't her bread and butter but she was a photographer and this image called to her as much as the wolves did. It was history in the making.