Post by Dame Kaelyn Urquhart-Raven on Jun 10, 2012 8:24:36 GMT -6
After leaving the lists without speaking to Maahes the Lord General and her friend Kae made the long ride to her lands. Taking in the view of the trees and fields that surrounded it.
Her heart grew heavy as the manor came into sight... her home... built by the strong loving hands of her deceased husband. A torrent of memories flooded her mind... of happier days. Sitting a bit straighter in the saddle she guided her mount up the path that led to the house... all was quiet and she thought she could hear laughter in the wind but when she stopped and listened she soon realized it was the breeze rustling the leaves and nothing more.
Sitting there upon her horse she let her gaze take it all in.. part of her wanted to run inside and another wanted to burn it to the ground... no longer did it feel like home.
Gripping the reins she guided her horse up another path leading to the cliffs that hung over the small yet deep pool in the back... Darius built the home here just for that reason a small private sanctuary he called it just for them.
Dismounting she walked up the steep slope and stood there looking down over the rocky edge... cloak billowing behind her as the breeze was stronger up here.
If she were to jump... would she live?? Or would her body crash upon the jagged rocks below ending her torment... releasing her from the past?? pondering these thoughts she sat on the edge feet dangling off as she contemplated her thoughts.
Her heart grew heavy as the manor came into sight... her home... built by the strong loving hands of her deceased husband. A torrent of memories flooded her mind... of happier days. Sitting a bit straighter in the saddle she guided her mount up the path that led to the house... all was quiet and she thought she could hear laughter in the wind but when she stopped and listened she soon realized it was the breeze rustling the leaves and nothing more.
Sitting there upon her horse she let her gaze take it all in.. part of her wanted to run inside and another wanted to burn it to the ground... no longer did it feel like home.
Gripping the reins she guided her horse up another path leading to the cliffs that hung over the small yet deep pool in the back... Darius built the home here just for that reason a small private sanctuary he called it just for them.
Dismounting she walked up the steep slope and stood there looking down over the rocky edge... cloak billowing behind her as the breeze was stronger up here.
If she were to jump... would she live?? Or would her body crash upon the jagged rocks below ending her torment... releasing her from the past?? pondering these thoughts she sat on the edge feet dangling off as she contemplated her thoughts.
