07-14-2020, 11:05 PM
[align=center][div style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11px; width: 60%; text-align: justify; line-height:120%"]A wildflower caught between the press of pages, grown brittle and worn, preserved beyond the fleeting moments of excepted life until to dust may they crumble. Well did she recall the dried petals, how they clung to skin and paper alike, bore upon their edges the sweetness of vanilla. Heady the aroma, though faded beneath that of tended flames added a smokey note to the enclosed atmosphere, her sorrow written upon those petals. Alike the simple message, shakey the curve of poorly printed words, running within black rivets as her tears fell.
I'm sorry I must leave, I bear no wish to harm you.
Bitter the laughter that had scraped along her throat. Had choice been present different the words she may express within a manner her voice proved incapable of forming, impersonal and cruel the notion of delivering her departure in the sweeping curl of ink. Yet nothing else proved a plausible avenue, blank the envelope she had slipped beneath the door with a shaking paw.
Alone had she arrived and thus her departure was conducted beneath the descending cloak of night bore upon the dark wings of somber thoughts. Within those quiet moments, with the creaking wood of the porch she perched upon with letter crinkled beneath her tightening grasp, she bore no intent to change her choice. Amusing may the thought be, now within moments suspended in the relative peace of a solitary journey, had not her heart grown heavy.
Those long months ago she had thought upon her decision and believed it bore a finality she may never turn back to, tempered by the vein hope the past may be left aside in favour for the future. Understood no such chance may be offered forth upon welcomed silver platter, a mere wishful dream. Childish in many ways, the quiet desire that had lodged within her chest and dragged cruel points through the aching heart contained within, the jagged pieces of her memories a puzzle that simply might not slot together.
Different the creature that strode forth upon short extremities of a soft silver hue from that which left with only the tear streaked letter to announce her departure to the one she had so tentatively deemed son. Dull even now the vision that skirted along a familiar terrain of moisture stricken earth and clustered growth of evergreen trees, yet new the spark located in those tepid depths. Missed this, if not what had been sought.
Brief the forward momentum of her slow steps, deep the draw of breath held in aching lungs seeking reprieve as she enjoyed the humid press of summer laced air. Poor the condition of her prior arrival, banded upon her skin the marks of a previous existence, caught within the throes of grief and supposed madness. Clear her mind as the outskirts of the village arose before her eyes, the part of the trees offering mere glimpses. Known the reception may be poor for her intrusion, expected upon the very edge of their marked land her presence. Yet wrong had felt such, notion disregarded with little care.
No closer did V dare to approach, however, satiated by what little she may see from her current placement. Of no matter the concealment of her position and thus she cared to make no effort, a slight thing standing out against the earthen hues about her, the minute tremor of her coiled tail all that may make apparent her worry.
I'm sorry I must leave, I bear no wish to harm you.
Bitter the laughter that had scraped along her throat. Had choice been present different the words she may express within a manner her voice proved incapable of forming, impersonal and cruel the notion of delivering her departure in the sweeping curl of ink. Yet nothing else proved a plausible avenue, blank the envelope she had slipped beneath the door with a shaking paw.
Alone had she arrived and thus her departure was conducted beneath the descending cloak of night bore upon the dark wings of somber thoughts. Within those quiet moments, with the creaking wood of the porch she perched upon with letter crinkled beneath her tightening grasp, she bore no intent to change her choice. Amusing may the thought be, now within moments suspended in the relative peace of a solitary journey, had not her heart grown heavy.
Those long months ago she had thought upon her decision and believed it bore a finality she may never turn back to, tempered by the vein hope the past may be left aside in favour for the future. Understood no such chance may be offered forth upon welcomed silver platter, a mere wishful dream. Childish in many ways, the quiet desire that had lodged within her chest and dragged cruel points through the aching heart contained within, the jagged pieces of her memories a puzzle that simply might not slot together.
Different the creature that strode forth upon short extremities of a soft silver hue from that which left with only the tear streaked letter to announce her departure to the one she had so tentatively deemed son. Dull even now the vision that skirted along a familiar terrain of moisture stricken earth and clustered growth of evergreen trees, yet new the spark located in those tepid depths. Missed this, if not what had been sought.
Brief the forward momentum of her slow steps, deep the draw of breath held in aching lungs seeking reprieve as she enjoyed the humid press of summer laced air. Poor the condition of her prior arrival, banded upon her skin the marks of a previous existence, caught within the throes of grief and supposed madness. Clear her mind as the outskirts of the village arose before her eyes, the part of the trees offering mere glimpses. Known the reception may be poor for her intrusion, expected upon the very edge of their marked land her presence. Yet wrong had felt such, notion disregarded with little care.
No closer did V dare to approach, however, satiated by what little she may see from her current placement. Of no matter the concealment of her position and thus she cared to make no effort, a slight thing standing out against the earthen hues about her, the minute tremor of her coiled tail all that may make apparent her worry.