[Rorrim]

“She is free in her wildness, she is a wanderess, a drop of free water. She knows nothing of borders and cares nothing for rules or customs. 'Time' for her isn’t something to fight against. Her life flows clean, with passion, like fresh water.”
― Roman Payne

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Poem;; I Stood Musing In A Black World by Stephen Crane
Art;; by me

Ｕｓｅｒｎａｍｅ ;;
Kouhai

Ｎａｍｅ;;
Nᴀᴛᴀʟɪᴀ
Pʀᴇғᴇʀs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ "Ｔａｌｉ"

Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ;;
Aɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ (Sʜᴇ/Tʜᴇʏ)

Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ;;
Rᴏᴜɢʜ / Uɴғᴏʀɢɪᴠɪɴɢ / Jᴀᴅᴇᴅ / Iɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ

I stood musing in a black world,
Not knowing where to direct my feet.
And I saw the quick stream of men
Pouring ceaselessly,
Filled with eager faces,
A torrent of desire.
I called to them,
"Where do you go? What do you see?"
A thousand voices called to me.
A thousand fingers pointed.
"Look! look! There!"

I know not of it.
But, lo! In the far sky shone a radiance
Ineffable, divine --
A vision painted upon a pall;
And sometimes it was,
And sometimes it was not.
I hesitated.
Then from the stream
Came roaring voices,
Impatient:
"Look! look! There!"

So again I saw,
And leaped, unhesitant,
And struggled and fumed
With outspread clutching fingers.
The hard hills tore my flesh;
The ways bit my feet.
At last I looked again.
No radiance in the far sky,
Ineffable, divine;
No vision painted upon a pall;
And always my eyes ached for the light.
Then I cried in despair,
"I see nothing! Oh, where do I go?"
The torrent turned again its faces:
"Look! look! There!"

And at the blindness of my spirit
They screamed,
"Fool! fool! fool!"

✖ - Ｔｈｅｓｅ ｗｏｏｄｓ ａｒｅ ｌｏｖｅｌｙ，ｄａｒｋ ａｎｄ ｄｅｅｐ，Ｂｕｔ Ｉ ｈａｖｅ ｐｒｏｍｉｓｅｓ ｔｏ ｋｅｅｐ， Ａｎｄ ｍｉｌｅｓ ｔｏ ｇｏ ｂｅｆｏｒｅ Ｉ ｓｌｅｅｐ． - ✖

Ｌｉｋｅｓ；；

◌ Dᴀʀᴋɴᴇss
◌ Sᴏʟɪᴛᴜᴅᴇ
◌ Cʟᴏsᴇᴅ Sᴘᴀᴄᴇs
◌ Fᴏᴏᴅ

Ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ；；

◌ Fɪʀᴇ
◌ Usᴇʟᴇss Tʜɪɴɢs
◌ Lᴏᴜᴅ Nᴏɪsᴇs
◌"Fʀɪᴇɴᴅsʜɪᴘ"

Ａｂｏｕｔ；；

◌ Nᴀᴛᴀʟɪᴀ ᴡᴀs ʙᴏʀɴ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴀɪsᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴀɴ ᴇxᴛᴇɴsɪᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴛᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴏғ ᴄᴀᴠᴇs, ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ᴠᴇʀʏ sᴇɴsɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟɪɢʜᴛ.
◌ Hᴇʀ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴡᴀs ɴᴏᴛ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ʀᴇᴀsᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ sᴛᴀʏᴇᴅ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀs sᴀғᴇᴛʏ ɪɴ ɴᴜᴍʙᴇʀs
◌ Lᴇғᴛ ᴀs ᴀɴ ᴀᴅᴜʟᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʀᴀᴠᴇʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀɴᴅs ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴠᴇs ᴏғ ʜᴇʀ ʙɪʀᴛʜ.
◌ Sʜᴇ ɪs ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ᴛᴏᴡᴀʀᴅs sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀs, ɪᴛ ɪs ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴀsʏ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴀʀɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴛʀᴜsᴛ.
◌ Kᴇᴇᴘs ʜᴇʀ ᴘʀᴏᴍɪsᴇs, Nᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ.
◌ Vᴇʀʏ ᴇғғɪᴄɪᴇɴᴛ, ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇs ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ᴜsᴇᴅ; ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴀɪᴅ sʜᴇ's ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴀ ʜᴏᴀʀᴅᴇʀ.
◌ Sʜᴇ ɪs ᴠᴇʀʏ ɴɪᴍʙʟᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴀɴ sᴄᴀʟᴇ ʀᴏᴄᴋ ᴡᴀʟʟs ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴀsᴇ.
◌ Nᴏᴛ ᴠᴇʀʏ sᴜʙᴛʟᴇ, ᴛᴇɴᴅs ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴀᴘ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ sʜᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋs.
◌ Vᴇʀʏ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴀʟ ᴏʀɪᴇɴᴛᴇᴅ, ʜᴇʀ ɪɴsᴛɪɴᴄᴛs ᴀʀᴇ ᴏɴ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ.
◌ 100% ᴡɪʟʟ ғɪɢʜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ sᴛᴇᴀʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴛʜɪɴɢs.
◌ Cᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅ, Bᴜᴛ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴀ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇʀ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ɢᴀᴠᴇ ʜᴇʀ ᴀs ᴀ ᴋɪᴛ.
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Art:

XXX - by toadkind
by me