by lilt » Thu Dec 01, 2011 10:08 am
(okay, will do, thanks)
:Juliet:
When I finally came to, Emma's red, tear-streaked face was hovering over me, concerned. "Juliet?" she asked when I opened my eyes. I just nodded.
"Sweetie, I'm so sorry. The manor's lord did this." she stroked my hair back gently. "I'll miss you," she whispered softly. My heart throbbed. Leaving Emma? How could I do that? She'd always been there. Always. And now I was leaving her.
Slowly, I sat up and in a cracked voice, I said, "I'll be back later. I need to talk to a friend." with that, I stood from the creaky wooden floorboards, pulled my cloak on, and headed out to see Ashton. The hood of the cloak covered my hair- the guards might recognize me. I got in trouble for doing minor things- jumping on the rooftops, climbing trees, etc.
When I got to the castle, I was permitted entrance. The guards followed me at a slight distance of course, but at least I was in. I'd decided I wanted to talk to Ashton for a while, so I tried to look for him.
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lilt on Thu Dec 01, 2011 11:04 am, edited 1 time in total.
lilt verb \ˈlilt\ to move musically or lively.
"life, believe, is not a dream
so dark as sages say;
oft a little morning rain
foretells a pleasant day.
sometimes there are cloud of gloom,
but these are transient all;
if the shower will make the roses bloom,
oh why lament its fall?"
- charlotte brontë -