Give me a reason to start again
02-03-2014, 10:58 PM
I continued to stare into the distance; thoughts forming and twisting in my brain. Confusing devastating thoughts one would assume. My head was empty but for the few strangled thoughts of bitter loneliness. This was on my mind as my nose began to twitch. The air; it smelled different. It carried muskiness; it carried the scent of another. Suddenly it dawned on me; I was not alone. Springing from my previous formation, I spun around, staring into the vastness. The smell continuously grew stronger and stronger.
Squinting my eyes, I gazed with much scrutiny. Deciding to speak out, I raised my voice and began. I know you are out there; come out and show yourself. If not be gone, I don?t need vagabond following me. I tried to sound brave; fearless and beautiful. Yet I was neither of those. Hidden behind false bravado, I just wanted to be left alone; unharmed and alive.
I stood on all four feet; my claws dug into the soft earth for traction, yet I remained light on my heels as if I was ready to sprint. Being alone does this to one; it makes you afraid of your own shadow?that or it makes you utterly fearless and gets you killed. Subconsciously I chose the latter. I Lithilae had become a coward. I cringed at myself in disgust. I awaited the presence to show its form. I was eager to this over with. Remaining tense I anticipated my judgment day?so to speak.
Squinting my eyes, I gazed with much scrutiny. Deciding to speak out, I raised my voice and began. I know you are out there; come out and show yourself. If not be gone, I don?t need vagabond following me. I tried to sound brave; fearless and beautiful. Yet I was neither of those. Hidden behind false bravado, I just wanted to be left alone; unharmed and alive.
I stood on all four feet; my claws dug into the soft earth for traction, yet I remained light on my heels as if I was ready to sprint. Being alone does this to one; it makes you afraid of your own shadow?that or it makes you utterly fearless and gets you killed. Subconsciously I chose the latter. I Lithilae had become a coward. I cringed at myself in disgust. I awaited the presence to show its form. I was eager to this over with. Remaining tense I anticipated my judgment day?so to speak.
Current time: 11-23-2024, 12:20 AM
Powered By MyBB, © 2002-2024 MyBB Group.
