Think back to your first brush with nature's majesty. Perhaps it was the night sky, shrinking you into place? A foggy treeline, stirring your soul with its mystery? The endless depths, promising terror or a long oblivion?
Now imagine nature stares back. What does it see? http://pbs.twimg.com/media/FNXercAVcAE-Qmm.jpg
*Record scratch*
*Freeze frame*
“Yup, that’s me! Ava Achiever! You’re probably wondering how I ended up in this situation. Well, it all started when I borrowed Mr. Book…”
Art by @itsVerauko http://pbs.twimg.com/media/FNXZQNuVIAM7pjA.jpg