Post by Barbed Wire Butterfly on Nov 11, 2005 21:50:25 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300] It started at home. That day in the village. He was there..with his slick blue eyes and lax expression. He stood around 6'2 at least. His hair was a dark shade of black. I stood in the doorway watching him for the longest time. When he approached me, I welcomed him into our small village of Canterbury. He more or less grunted down to me as if I wasn't in my place. He frowned at the Inn's upkeep.
I wanted to smack him, but i couldn't even move a hair let alone a muscle. He couldn't look at my eyes, he wouldn't let me see his inner self. He wouldn't let me know anything but how he looked. Even that was damned good.
I was 19 then. I was still very fiesty, I suppose I'll never lose that. My mother an Elf, and my father a human, life was a gift and with it came many surprises. That late afternoon, I left the village to go to the lake, as I always did. I stripped down and dove in.
I loved the feel of water around me. I had never felt more free in my entire life. as my hair clung wetly to my curves I realized I was not alone. When I looked up there he sat, watching me like he had never seen anything so...obscure before. He threatend me somehow, how I still do not know. His clothing was that of dark purple and dark blues but he was the unsettling sort. I left the water and stood behind a rock, to catch my breath. When I turned around he was gone. I got dressed...picked up my sword... bow and arrows; and headed back to the village.
As I crested the hill, I could see the sun setting over the forestry of in which our town was encircled. My heart warmed at the sight of the children laughing and playing, running about as if they had not a care. The parents were hanging out of windows and doorways talking laughing and being their social selves. One person didn't move, didn't socialize. There he sat still as a statue. In the middle of the court yard. Staring at me it seemed. I walked down into the ravene, into the Inn. I set my weapons behind the bar and hopped up onto it and over. Putting my weapons where they were meant to be placed and turned. He stood there starring at me with those blue eyes. I wanted to strangle him. He made me uneasy. He asked me what my name was, I replied.
As I said my name, his eyes grew wide and bright. He said nothing more and sat in the corner the entire night. When I left, I went home and dragged myself to my bed. My parents already in dreams. I couldn't sleep. So I decided to leave and go back to the lake. I reached the lake and crumpled to my knees. What is wrong with me? Why do I feel so afraid? Why do I feel as though I'm in trouble? Thoughts ran through my head. Thoughts I couldn't control. It was eerie, as I peered into the lake, my reflection was crystal clear. My blood red hair shaped my face, as my deep brown eyes flecked with green and gold sparkled with uncertainty. I curled up on my rocky ledge, and layed there until I felt the sun on my face.
I had spent the entire night soul searching for answers I couldn't come to. I stood and stretched, feeling the eyes of a person on me knowing just who, I turned and left.
When I reached the town, it was burning, or already burnt down. Corpses lay as far as I could see. The town had been totally slaughtered. Men. Women. Children. Pets. Pests. ALL OF THEM. Hate and anger began to rise in me, as I crept from one body to the next identifying each one, and giving my last respect. I leaped as a building collapsed and burst into a higher flame of gold and crimson. I felt my soul lerch inside of me. I felt my throat nervously clogg. I wanted to spree, I wanted to leave that place. But I couldn't, I needed to know what happend.
As screams were in a building. I tried to break the door open, but failed. I tried again. With a feeling of remorse I heard the last screams of agony rise. I couldn't save even the last. I wanted to cry to scream out in anguish. I held my temper and controled my emotions as I moved on to the Inn. I kicked the door open to the Inn. It hadn't been destroyed...yet. I grabbed my weapons and a few supplies and headed up the stairs. I crept on my toes fearing the worst. When I had opened the door to his room. I found nothing but crumbs on the bed in which he had not slept in. There was no trace of where he went, nor when he left. I spun in anger not knowing what to make of it all. I leaped from the window and landed on my feet in the court yard where he had stood the day before. Scanning in every direction it hit me that the town was ruined.
I was left alone. My parents dead...my friends murdered..I screamed out, like a wolf. HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN?! WHY THIS TOWN AND WHY THESE PEOPLE?! My faith in God diminished that day. As I sank to my knees and punched the ground over and over in raw emotion, lost and bewildered. Who would do such a thing?! I stood as the sun beared down on me and swore revenge upon the one who did it. I would see that my existance was known. I would let people know what happend to my village, and I would keep it from happening to others. I left the town with what I had and headed for Ohimago, a dwarf village to the east.
I was determined. All I thought was, I will find what a seek..and in seeking I will find.
(I know..I write weird..forgive me for being grammatically and vocabulary declined. Its journal like...my best kinds.
)[/glow]
I wanted to smack him, but i couldn't even move a hair let alone a muscle. He couldn't look at my eyes, he wouldn't let me see his inner self. He wouldn't let me know anything but how he looked. Even that was damned good.
I was 19 then. I was still very fiesty, I suppose I'll never lose that. My mother an Elf, and my father a human, life was a gift and with it came many surprises. That late afternoon, I left the village to go to the lake, as I always did. I stripped down and dove in.
I loved the feel of water around me. I had never felt more free in my entire life. as my hair clung wetly to my curves I realized I was not alone. When I looked up there he sat, watching me like he had never seen anything so...obscure before. He threatend me somehow, how I still do not know. His clothing was that of dark purple and dark blues but he was the unsettling sort. I left the water and stood behind a rock, to catch my breath. When I turned around he was gone. I got dressed...picked up my sword... bow and arrows; and headed back to the village.
As I crested the hill, I could see the sun setting over the forestry of in which our town was encircled. My heart warmed at the sight of the children laughing and playing, running about as if they had not a care. The parents were hanging out of windows and doorways talking laughing and being their social selves. One person didn't move, didn't socialize. There he sat still as a statue. In the middle of the court yard. Staring at me it seemed. I walked down into the ravene, into the Inn. I set my weapons behind the bar and hopped up onto it and over. Putting my weapons where they were meant to be placed and turned. He stood there starring at me with those blue eyes. I wanted to strangle him. He made me uneasy. He asked me what my name was, I replied.
As I said my name, his eyes grew wide and bright. He said nothing more and sat in the corner the entire night. When I left, I went home and dragged myself to my bed. My parents already in dreams. I couldn't sleep. So I decided to leave and go back to the lake. I reached the lake and crumpled to my knees. What is wrong with me? Why do I feel so afraid? Why do I feel as though I'm in trouble? Thoughts ran through my head. Thoughts I couldn't control. It was eerie, as I peered into the lake, my reflection was crystal clear. My blood red hair shaped my face, as my deep brown eyes flecked with green and gold sparkled with uncertainty. I curled up on my rocky ledge, and layed there until I felt the sun on my face.
I had spent the entire night soul searching for answers I couldn't come to. I stood and stretched, feeling the eyes of a person on me knowing just who, I turned and left.
When I reached the town, it was burning, or already burnt down. Corpses lay as far as I could see. The town had been totally slaughtered. Men. Women. Children. Pets. Pests. ALL OF THEM. Hate and anger began to rise in me, as I crept from one body to the next identifying each one, and giving my last respect. I leaped as a building collapsed and burst into a higher flame of gold and crimson. I felt my soul lerch inside of me. I felt my throat nervously clogg. I wanted to spree, I wanted to leave that place. But I couldn't, I needed to know what happend.
As screams were in a building. I tried to break the door open, but failed. I tried again. With a feeling of remorse I heard the last screams of agony rise. I couldn't save even the last. I wanted to cry to scream out in anguish. I held my temper and controled my emotions as I moved on to the Inn. I kicked the door open to the Inn. It hadn't been destroyed...yet. I grabbed my weapons and a few supplies and headed up the stairs. I crept on my toes fearing the worst. When I had opened the door to his room. I found nothing but crumbs on the bed in which he had not slept in. There was no trace of where he went, nor when he left. I spun in anger not knowing what to make of it all. I leaped from the window and landed on my feet in the court yard where he had stood the day before. Scanning in every direction it hit me that the town was ruined.
I was left alone. My parents dead...my friends murdered..I screamed out, like a wolf. HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN?! WHY THIS TOWN AND WHY THESE PEOPLE?! My faith in God diminished that day. As I sank to my knees and punched the ground over and over in raw emotion, lost and bewildered. Who would do such a thing?! I stood as the sun beared down on me and swore revenge upon the one who did it. I would see that my existance was known. I would let people know what happend to my village, and I would keep it from happening to others. I left the town with what I had and headed for Ohimago, a dwarf village to the east.
I was determined. All I thought was, I will find what a seek..and in seeking I will find.
(I know..I write weird..forgive me for being grammatically and vocabulary declined. Its journal like...my best kinds.
)[/glow]