It's Hard To Dance With The Devil On Your Faith
07-15-2014, 08:29 AM
Her delicate voice sung out to him in a way that reflected an offering of peace and friendship. He would accept for he had not a reason to decline. Winter lifted the front half of his frame from the frozen earth, now in a sitting position in front of the stranger. Just Winter will do. S'the only name I ever went by. Though, feel free to call me what you wish. I am pretty open to suggestions. . .Winter took a breath and smiled at his response. He said it jokingly, of course. In hopes to make the lady laugh. She seemed like she needed it. What would you prefer for me to call you m'lady? Winter turned his head slightly to the side in curiosity of what was intruding her thoughts. He slowly lifted his head to the heavens - following her sapphire gaze to the stars. Ah, she seemed intoxicated with brilliance they emitted. We are like them you know. Forever lost in a mass of nothing while simply trying to outshine the other. Burning with all our radiance trying to mean something to somebody. To try to grab attention to be noticed. Whether it is in love or simply by making our existence known through hard work. We simply grow brighter as we age and we shine our brightest, exploding, the moment we pass for we would have completed life's journey. They mourn for a bit and through time we are all eventually forgotten. Becoming a black hole - a mystery in which none can actually figure out. A mystery in which our descendants wish to unveil. Winter was unsure if he was making sense to her. He was voicing the thoughts that rattled throughout his mind. It was nice to have another to talk to for a change, perhaps that is what he talked so much. He had so many thoughts that had gathered throughout his adventures. But what good were they if he had only the trees to share them with? Ah, perhaps an ally - a friend, would be enjoyable. Speech Thought |