Come Closer
08-10-2013, 03:05 AM
Liberty
I'm sitting pretty on the throne,
there's nothing more I want,
except to be alone
there's nothing more I want,
except to be alone
Wandering. She did it so much lately it was practically her life style. She stopped and rested for only a few hours at a time, then she would be on her feet again, going aimlessly from place to place. It was if her meaning had left her, because since her mothers death she had felt no reason to return to Valhalla. Her mother's big dreams seemed to have died with her, because the yearling princess felt no need to take her mothers place at the moment. It was too soon.
Somehow she had ended up here, lost within a sea of tall grasses that seemed to never end. She could hear the songs of birds and chatter of rats all around her, but she still hadn't actually seen anything. This place made her feel a bit weary, but she enjoyed the taste of danger. Who knew what may be lurking around every corner? It could be a doe, rabbit, snake, or mouse; but she hadn't expected it to be a darker male prowling within the brush. Through the thicket his ebony pelt stuck out against the sea of green, and his crimson eyes burned like embers through the brush. He was a pretty site to see.
"Speech."