Narrative Essay On Navinika Moon's Aesthetics

Navinika Moon was a teen photographer and her aesthetic was the lush forest near her small town of Morganville. She went there almost daily to take pictures of the beautiful trees and their golden leaves. The crisp sound of their crunch beneath her feet sent shivers down her spine. She pulled out her camera and set up her tripod to take time lapse photos of the leaves falling. She grabbed her bag and nestled down against a large cedar tree, she then pulled out her sketchbook and started to sketch what she saw. She observed a small oak tree that she hadn’t noticed before and focused on that. She heard a twig snap and jolted up. She was the only one who came into the forest, or so she thought. She clutched her book and froze, trying to hide from

“Photography and sketching? Someone’s being productive,” she said, laughing lightly. They sat on the floor of the forest and talked about things happening. Halloween was coming soon and they were already planning their matching costumes. It started to get late and they decide to head home. Navinika gathered her equipment and walked home with Amber. She bid goodbye to Amber and swiftly fell asleep. She had a vivid dream of technicolor clouds and the colors of the forest bursting with every scarlet and fulvous leave. She saw a figure by the small oak and then suddenly everything in her dream went black. She awoke in a feeling of panic as she looked around her room. Her covers were sprawled across the floor and she was terrified. What was the dream about? When did that oak get there? Who was that figure? She shrugged the odd feeling off and got ready for the day ahead of her.She walked to the forest again, set up her camera to video record the oak, and sat down to think. She stared directly at the

You made your choice long ago. You chose them over me, the one person who knows you better than yourself. It’s come to this. You’ve got to feel my pain,” Rory said, and gripped the long sword tighter. Then Navinika did the one thing she could. She screamed louder than ever. And in the distance, one person heard the scream of their best friend. “NAV!” Amber screamed, running out the door, as she followed the source of the scream. She ran faster than lighting towards the woods. She went to the only logical place, the cedar tree. She wasn’t there, but she saw her tied up to the oak in the distance. She picked up and sharp looking tree branch and used a rock to sharpen it even more. She wove in and out of the trees, avoiding the sight of the attacker. She then rushed towards the stranger and shoved the tree branch into their back, them dropping the blade. Navinika screamed again, but not for fear, for sorrow. “RORY!” she called, tears streaming down her cheeks. Amber quickly untied Navinika and tried to take her back to town, but Navinika pushed her away. “Rory, please, Don’t be dead,” she said, hugging the seemingly lifeless body. “Amber! Why?! I had it under control!” Amber stood there shocked, looked at the tree branch covered in Rory’s blood. She dropped the branch and started