i took a trek once, not a physical trek; for i did not leave my room, instead i took a trek in my mind to find the deepest thoughts, the highest peaks of my imagination, i trekked round the world of my mind and found that the more i explore the less i understand.
A long and lonely trek, this time. Everything is in my way: balky drivers in traffic, long lines of coupon-carrying shoppers in supermarkets, telemarketers, phones breaking down, everything. Life is in my way. But what is the goal? Death, I suppose. Keep getting in my way, guys.
she trekked through the woods like her heart wasn’t aching with the knowledge that he had left her. this had become a routine of sorts, over the years. he had left the fall, when she had turned eighteen.
trek star
rockstar
star trek
train wreck
what is that
my spot in your bed
draw the things you said
your time to seize
your time to shine
I will fangirl with you for you
so break a leg
cause it sounds like a drag
tell me more
tell me more
did you get very far?
no, tell me more
tell me more
about my desperate ability
to tailor a simple poem
through the woods, leaves rustling, “fall is coming” they said, “fear it” they whispered. I stand on the highest hill, watching the barred land after my trek, and to it I say “come and get me”.
trough the woods, leaves rustling, “fall is coming” they said, “fear it” they wispered.
I stand on the highest hill, watching the barred land after my trek,
and to it I say “come and get me”.
I have done quite few treks all this while since I started travelling and I loved it to the core not only it refreshes your mind but tranquil the soul as well. I just can not get enough of it and have got lots of clicks we got while hiking , and it always intrigues those who are nature lover to be in the realm of nature and feel it
We were breathing heavily by the time we reached the top, our lungs scorched by the chilly, thin air. I peered over the edge of the rocky incline, my eyes sweeping over tiny dots of pine trees and little threads of streams woven through the forest stretch. Meanwhile, Lila harrumphed herself into a pile away from the view. “Are we there yet?” she moaned, clutching her knees in agony. “We’ve been walking forever!”
Trekking has got to be one of my most favorite activities especially in the mountains. The ability to see nature, the beauty, and cahllenges it provides is fantastic. Going from one location or back to the very start is equally enjoyable with different scenes in either direction
i used to trek while living in village. In addition, it helped me to enjoy panroma and makes me enrich with natural beauty experiences. i always like trek to discover any new place as i like walking on foot rather with transfort. But fact is that, now a days, having quite busy, i could not keep my previous habit.
“Ready to watch the best show ever made?” Takumi grinned as he flopped onto the couch.
“Yeah!” Ashley was practically buzzing with excitement.
“I still can’t believe you’ve never seen Star Trek,” Tabatha snorted.
there used to be a show about it but actually now that i think about it i don’t remember much trekking unless thats what you call wondering through space. anyway, it was a great show. i really used to love Bones. he was the doctor and he would always say the best lines. DAMNIT JIM.
He gathered his belongings which consisted of big winter boots, a warm coat, food that would last him a number of days, and his dog, Fred. He was ready for his big winter trek. He opened the door slowly in anticipation, not knowing what to expect of the day.
He trekked the path of ancients and ancestors long past
Never looking back, but not quite looking forward
He never expected to be on the same road, walk the same route, as his father
As he made the journey to the house of old
His ancestral home
Well, home was a relative term
It was more of a place of homage than anything…
Where he could pay his respects to the brother he killed so long ago
Just because of his want for power over the other
“I am sorry…. Genji.”
(Hanzo and Genji Shimada from Overwatch aren’t mine, I just needed characters to write with)
There was nothing but sand all around. No people, no civilization, no destination in sight. A shadow had been moving through the endless desert, visible only thanks to the bright light of the moon hovering over the endless mass of sand. The figure wore a long, ominous-looking coat and held large bag on their arm. The person was struggling visibly. The cold of the night was a relief only for a while after the sun set. Not long after that it became nearly unbearable for the traveller.
what about held? held vs had been holding vs was holding? lol
The trek didn’t look too difficult on the map – seven days of leaving at 8000 feet and ending up at 12000 feet. But what they didn’t think about was the number of times that the trail ascended to 15000 feet, then fell to 6000 feet. It really was difficult and took longer than they expected. But the views and the people were wonderful.
a spaceship in a sea of nothing but darkness
only small, shining dots in the distance lighting their path
they won’t stop for anything – they’re on a mission
in other words
i can’t look at this without thinking of star trek, dammit
trekking up the mountain on this hot day. we thought it was going to be cooler up here but alas, sweat beads were running down our bodies. I wish we didn’t wear these long trousers
The blistering sun was beating down on the hopeless travelers below. It had been ages since they had last seen civilization, slept in a decent bed, or even eat a full meal.
The trek was long, but they held out, long after the others had fallen by the wayside and given up. It was long, but they had to do it.
For if they didn’t, they would die.
Priscilla moaned, in pain. Why had the others left her? Didn’t they know she was the one who could save them?
It was not long ago that they had left the safety of Lingdenhold. The weather then had been quite nice. Something that the locals would have been joyous for. However, now there was little but he unceasing torrent of rains which turned earth into swamps and men into hollow shells of themselves.
“We’ve been climbing this mountain for three months. I’m done with this. I’m going home.”
“Shut up and climb”
“No. I’m leaving”
“You realize that climbing down the mountain will be just as hard as continuing up, right?”
“Fine. Whatever.”
The evidence of the man’s trek was made visible by the footprints that sunk into the snow, he would be a dead man soon. Ronnie would find him, he would take his shotgun and empty it out into his back, maybe his head, if he felt like it. The blood drops were so fresh it melted the snow and then froze as it cooled down, creating a died down shade of the colour that Ronnie liked so much.
I trekked across the expanse of space. Walking from nothing and to nothing. How could there be nothing? It wasn’t even black or white; just… nothing. I wasn’t sure how long I’d been here. Does time even exist here? Where is here?
It had been a long,silent trek through the knee-high snow of Alaska. Kodi and Fawn had been walking for days. They had set up igloos on the way, every night. The town was just up ahead. They had made it. The two walked into town greeted by a crowd of people. Kodi and Fawn took off their loaded backpacks and took out vials of greenish blue liquid.The cure to the towns sickness. Their long trek had been worth it.
She made the trek to the top of the mountain, where the mistress’s body still lay, growing ever colder. If the snow fell long enough and stayed solid for long enough, then perhaps her features would be naturally preserved. Her long hair thinning, the follicles tightening around her puckered scalp. The amber eyes still partially open. Arvey knew those eyes would lose their hue eventually, the former beauty decomposing no matter how much frost locked Kor’s youth in.
i took a trek once, not a physical trek; for i did not leave my room, instead i took a trek in my mind to find the deepest thoughts, the highest peaks of my imagination, i trekked round the world of my mind and found that the more i explore the less i understand.
More than a journey
It’s an impossible TREK
A Cleveland Browns win
(Sorry, Cleveland, but they’ve ‘sucked’ for so long now.)
A long and lonely trek, this time. Everything is in my way: balky drivers in traffic, long lines of coupon-carrying shoppers in supermarkets, telemarketers, phones breaking down, everything. Life is in my way. But what is the goal? Death, I suppose. Keep getting in my way, guys.
the birds had a treked journey and it was horrible, some people think its easy but for those migrating birds its a nightmare, a
she trekked through the woods like her heart wasn’t aching with the knowledge that he had left her. this had become a routine of sorts, over the years. he had left the fall, when she had turned eighteen.
Now she’s twenty-three.
I like to trek in green mountains when it is morning.Green mountains with thick shrubs.
trek star
rockstar
star trek
train wreck
what is that
my spot in your bed
draw the things you said
your time to seize
your time to shine
I will fangirl with you for you
so break a leg
cause it sounds like a drag
tell me more
tell me more
did you get very far?
no, tell me more
tell me more
about my desperate ability
to tailor a simple poem
through the woods, leaves rustling, “fall is coming” they said, “fear it” they whispered. I stand on the highest hill, watching the barred land after my trek, and to it I say “come and get me”.
trough the woods, leaves rustling, “fall is coming” they said, “fear it” they wispered.
I stand on the highest hill, watching the barred land after my trek,
and to it I say “come and get me”.
I have done quite few treks all this while since I started travelling and I loved it to the core not only it refreshes your mind but tranquil the soul as well. I just can not get enough of it and have got lots of clicks we got while hiking , and it always intrigues those who are nature lover to be in the realm of nature and feel it
I like to trek through the green mountains.The kind of mountains through which one cannot see far off but only near by.
We were breathing heavily by the time we reached the top, our lungs scorched by the chilly, thin air. I peered over the edge of the rocky incline, my eyes sweeping over tiny dots of pine trees and little threads of streams woven through the forest stretch. Meanwhile, Lila harrumphed herself into a pile away from the view. “Are we there yet?” she moaned, clutching her knees in agony. “We’ve been walking forever!”
The trek through the path of happiness left me wrecked.
Trekking has got to be one of my most favorite activities especially in the mountains. The ability to see nature, the beauty, and cahllenges it provides is fantastic. Going from one location or back to the very start is equally enjoyable with different scenes in either direction
i used to trek while living in village. In addition, it helped me to enjoy panroma and makes me enrich with natural beauty experiences. i always like trek to discover any new place as i like walking on foot rather with transfort. But fact is that, now a days, having quite busy, i could not keep my previous habit.
“Ready to watch the best show ever made?” Takumi grinned as he flopped onto the couch.
“Yeah!” Ashley was practically buzzing with excitement.
“I still can’t believe you’ve never seen Star Trek,” Tabatha snorted.
there used to be a show about it but actually now that i think about it i don’t remember much trekking unless thats what you call wondering through space. anyway, it was a great show. i really used to love Bones. he was the doctor and he would always say the best lines. DAMNIT JIM.
He gathered his belongings which consisted of big winter boots, a warm coat, food that would last him a number of days, and his dog, Fred. He was ready for his big winter trek. He opened the door slowly in anticipation, not knowing what to expect of the day.
He trekked the path of ancients and ancestors long past
Never looking back, but not quite looking forward
He never expected to be on the same road, walk the same route, as his father
As he made the journey to the house of old
His ancestral home
Well, home was a relative term
It was more of a place of homage than anything…
Where he could pay his respects to the brother he killed so long ago
Just because of his want for power over the other
“I am sorry…. Genji.”
(Hanzo and Genji Shimada from Overwatch aren’t mine, I just needed characters to write with)
Star Trek? That’s all I can think of right now when it comes to the word “trek”. Sad ain’t it?! I know lol
There was nothing but sand all around. No people, no civilization, no destination in sight. A shadow had been moving through the endless desert, visible only thanks to the bright light of the moon hovering over the endless mass of sand. The figure wore a long, ominous-looking coat and held large bag on their arm. The person was struggling visibly. The cold of the night was a relief only for a while after the sun set. Not long after that it became nearly unbearable for the traveller.
what about held? held vs had been holding vs was holding? lol
The trek didn’t look too difficult on the map – seven days of leaving at 8000 feet and ending up at 12000 feet. But what they didn’t think about was the number of times that the trail ascended to 15000 feet, then fell to 6000 feet. It really was difficult and took longer than they expected. But the views and the people were wonderful.
a spaceship in a sea of nothing but darkness
only small, shining dots in the distance lighting their path
they won’t stop for anything – they’re on a mission
in other words
i can’t look at this without thinking of star trek, dammit
i think trek means star trek
trekking up the mountain on this hot day. we thought it was going to be cooler up here but alas, sweat beads were running down our bodies. I wish we didn’t wear these long trousers
The blistering sun was beating down on the hopeless travelers below. It had been ages since they had last seen civilization, slept in a decent bed, or even eat a full meal.
The trek was long, but they held out, long after the others had fallen by the wayside and given up. It was long, but they had to do it.
For if they didn’t, they would die.
Priscilla moaned, in pain. Why had the others left her? Didn’t they know she was the one who could save them?
It was not long ago that they had left the safety of Lingdenhold. The weather then had been quite nice. Something that the locals would have been joyous for. However, now there was little but he unceasing torrent of rains which turned earth into swamps and men into hollow shells of themselves.
“We’ve been climbing this mountain for three months. I’m done with this. I’m going home.”
“Shut up and climb”
“No. I’m leaving”
“You realize that climbing down the mountain will be just as hard as continuing up, right?”
“Fine. Whatever.”
Endlessly fighting the green journey
I trek my way to where I thought I could be.
I revel in the ground.
A trek- a journey. Something that seems impossible to accomplish- more like a dream. A trek with a purpose- of adventure. Maybe to find oneself.
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This road we’re about to go down. Damn. What a trek. Filled with joy and fear and crazy town ideas. God. Me. Him. Them.
The evidence of the man’s trek was made visible by the footprints that sunk into the snow, he would be a dead man soon. Ronnie would find him, he would take his shotgun and empty it out into his back, maybe his head, if he felt like it. The blood drops were so fresh it melted the snow and then froze as it cooled down, creating a died down shade of the colour that Ronnie liked so much.
I trekked across the expanse of space. Walking from nothing and to nothing. How could there be nothing? It wasn’t even black or white; just… nothing. I wasn’t sure how long I’d been here. Does time even exist here? Where is here?
Serial killing
Gain of wealth, trills, attention
All cheap excuses!
Some say about life
It is a lovely journey
Never a regret
Some would disagree
Adding lasting strife and pain
Defines more so TREK
Yesterday I went on a pony trek. The trek was through the fields and up a very tall mountain. Five horses went on the trek and we had to
It had been a long,silent trek through the knee-high snow of Alaska. Kodi and Fawn had been walking for days. They had set up igloos on the way, every night. The town was just up ahead. They had made it. The two walked into town greeted by a crowd of people. Kodi and Fawn took off their loaded backpacks and took out vials of greenish blue liquid.The cure to the towns sickness. Their long trek had been worth it.
She made the trek to the top of the mountain, where the mistress’s body still lay, growing ever colder. If the snow fell long enough and stayed solid for long enough, then perhaps her features would be naturally preserved. Her long hair thinning, the follicles tightening around her puckered scalp. The amber eyes still partially open. Arvey knew those eyes would lose their hue eventually, the former beauty decomposing no matter how much frost locked Kor’s youth in.