Heavens Gates Won't Open Up For Me
03-11-2014, 11:41 PM
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Summer. It had to be Aiden's favorite season. He always enjoyed the warmth, the Sun high in the sky and the scents the season had to bring. It also meant that the herbs he needed were in full bloom, and that was what he was searching for. To create his special concoction, he needed his precious herbs with him, in case any sort of mishap decided to happen. He had to be ready, else he face his demise. A cherry blossom would distract him from his thoughts as the delicate petal landed lightly upon his nose. Standing still now, he smiled softly as he blew it back into the air. He watched it drift gently back into the atmosphere, joining its comrades once more as they danced in the warm breeze. This was such a calm and serene setting, one that he was sure he'd never get tired of looking at. He remembered the day when he had been at the beach, when all his troubled thoughts were tearing away at him. They still did, however, not even they could breach the serene calm he had accumulated from being in this location. He moved forward again, flower petals floating all around him as they gently landed upon his fawn like coat. Gentility radiated from him, as if absorbing the gentleness of the surrounding area. Then again, he was nothing but gentle. He had not a mean bone in his body, and if he did...then it would be of protection. Never had he known jealousy, or the will to fight. Never had he known hostility, or the thoughts to harm. If anything, he would be protective...but there had yet to be something to find that he wanted to protect. He sat within the shade of a cherry tree, the noonday sun shining brightly around him and illuminating the various colored blossoms and fruits that surrounded him. What would today bring, he wondered. "Talk here." |
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