If I'm James Dean, You're Audrey Hepburn

Zarzenova found the place?.pleasant. With spring upon us; the dwelling with consumed with the scent of fruits, and various flora. The alabaster female wandered the grove; seeking nothing. She found it hard to believe that yet again she was older. Wasn?t she supposed to be wise by now? I guess you could say she needed growing up. Zarzenova was elegant yes, but also she was foolish. Lately the woman has been living in her own head rather than reality.

The smell of apples, of peaches wafted around her. The smell was above all enticing. She stopped moving and lifted her skull towards the azure sky. Her eyes closed; taking a deep breath she captured this moment, this time and place. She felt safe here, in this place she felt loved. It was confusing to the female, for she has never felt love. Not from her father, mother, her siblings. Alone she was been, alone in a crowd. Her opaque frame began moving again, swiftly and silently she moved. Hoping for the freedom her longed for; freedom from the demons she carried, free from her emotions. Looking towards the horizon, Zarzenova lifted her skull once more and let out a mournful cry.



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OOC: It's bad, really bad. But I needed to reply to this thread because of the name so I threw something together before bed. :P