Where am I going?
02-20-2014, 07:00 PM
A Dustland Fairytale - The Killers <3
My soul is spiraling in frozen
Elsa Winterfell
fractals all around
Her soft white fur was freshly groomed and yet it still managed to blend into the shadows of the caverns. Her light and icy blue eyes searching desperately for the herbs she sought out time and time again. She could not let Raisa or the pack down. What if one of them was injured and she didn't have the right things to treat them? What if she failed and was kicked out? The Sola Knight highly doubted the fair and regal queen would do such a thing to her but she never knew what to expect. She didn't know what was the happen next. Why don't you know the kingdoms under siege and everybody needs you. Is there still magic in the midnight sun, or did you leave it back in '61? In the cadence of a young man's eyes. Out where the dreams all hide. She hummed to herself as she worked. Her father sang her the song whenever she felt down and it had reminded her that there were others that felt worse than her. It reminded her that she shouldn't be a sad person. It reminded her of everything her corrupt and misguided parents had told her about herself.
It took her a while to figure out that there was yet another wolf around. She felt insecure around other wolves, at the very least all except Raisa. His fur was chocolate brown, light brown. It was multiple shades and she was memorized by him. She knew very little about him still and so she hid behind a rock, watching him carefully with a small yet shy smile. He spoke and she thought that he was talking to her. How could he be waiting for her if he did not know her or anything about her? It wasn't possible and she became extremely curious. She slowly took steps out from behind the look, looking at him like she had just seen an angel fall from heaven. "I don't believe you." They were words from the song that her father had taught her, A Dustland Fairytale. Did he know that? Probably not, her father had invent the song and he died before she had left. This man had never met him as far as she knew. Then again she had a habit back when she was in Arendelle to favor seeing her mother rather than her father.
Her soft white fur was freshly groomed and yet it still managed to blend into the shadows of the caverns. Her light and icy blue eyes searching desperately for the herbs she sought out time and time again. She could not let Raisa or the pack down. What if one of them was injured and she didn't have the right things to treat them? What if she failed and was kicked out? The Sola Knight highly doubted the fair and regal queen would do such a thing to her but she never knew what to expect. She didn't know what was the happen next. Why don't you know the kingdoms under siege and everybody needs you. Is there still magic in the midnight sun, or did you leave it back in '61? In the cadence of a young man's eyes. Out where the dreams all hide. She hummed to herself as she worked. Her father sang her the song whenever she felt down and it had reminded her that there were others that felt worse than her. It reminded her that she shouldn't be a sad person. It reminded her of everything her corrupt and misguided parents had told her about herself.
It took her a while to figure out that there was yet another wolf around. She felt insecure around other wolves, at the very least all except Raisa. His fur was chocolate brown, light brown. It was multiple shades and she was memorized by him. She knew very little about him still and so she hid behind a rock, watching him carefully with a small yet shy smile. He spoke and she thought that he was talking to her. How could he be waiting for her if he did not know her or anything about her? It wasn't possible and she became extremely curious. She slowly took steps out from behind the look, looking at him like she had just seen an angel fall from heaven. "I don't believe you." They were words from the song that her father had taught her, A Dustland Fairytale. Did he know that? Probably not, her father had invent the song and he died before she had left. This man had never met him as far as she knew. Then again she had a habit back when she was in Arendelle to favor seeing her mother rather than her father.