username; Aelin
name; Flame
gender; Female
story;
"Mother! Mother!" Flame yowled despairingly. She glanced at the sky, that was crying down its rain. Her hair was drenched, and covered her eyes. "Mother?" Flame shook her head and ran around the forest. "Where are you?" A cold shiver ran down Flame's back, and she was sure it wasn't from the cold.
She had a feeling Mother wouldn't come back.
Flame padded into a hollow tree stump and curled into a tight, shaking ball of fluff. She let the tears run down her cheeks unstoppably, until she felt she could cry no more. Slowly, she drifted into a unsteady slumber...
Flame looked around her surroundings, horrified that she was in a tree stump. Then she remembered... Mother had gone out hunting, and hadn't come back for a few days. That was how she had ended up here. "Oh, Mother," Flame whispered to particularly no one. "I wish you were here..." Flame could almost hear her Mother's comforting voice in her head. She cautiously made her way outside. Tall trees loomed above her, and even the bushes looked huge from her perspective. Everything was so big. Suddenly, a bush beside her rustled. Flame tipped her head to one side and glanced at the bush. Suddenly, a large animal stepped out and glared at her menacingly. It bared its teeth and snarled. Flame whimpered and flattened herself to the ground. "Get out of my territory," The animal towering over her growled. Flame fled, and didn't stop until her legs weakened with exhaustion. She had to get out of here. She took one last sorrowful glance at the place she called home, and walked away, towards the rising sun.
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I miss the times when you were here
telling me to have no fear
To hold my head up high and strong
add happy notes to my sad song
I miss the way you look at me
As if I were too blind to see
The path I'm on might hurt and scathe
But all goes well if you just have faith
I miss the sound of your sweet voice
Through bitter times a saving noise
That told me what was right and wrong
But rang in my ears for far too long
A caring person, you were such
That helped and hurt me, oh so much
You'd guide and mislead me through the day
You left me lonely when I'd rather you stay
Over things like that you had no control
A rock set in motion will continue to roll
No matter how hard you tug and heave
You were always pushed and forced to leave
Then one day you never returned
My tears so hot they almost burned
Aware now about what I lack
But crying and mourning wont bring you back
For me to let out what I need to say
I can't do much more than pray
No longer am I weak, my heart's quite strong
From adding a happy chorus to a sad, sad song.
