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The Thistle Meadow was a place she had found herself wandering around quite often. She didn't know why, or how she always ended up here. Yet, her mind had seemed to subconsciously bring her right to this place, under this old, seemingly some sort of olive-type tree. The shade provided a lovely respite from the sun. Although, today, clouds were overcast, and blocked many of the suns rays from reigning down on the earth. Distant cracks of thunder echoed across the land, providing ominous noises for the storm that was looming. Storms had always provided sort of a lulling lullaby. The way the rain hit the leaves, it created a harmonious melody which had her instantly entranced. As of right now, she was enjoying the thought of being alone during the storm. She would be able to reflect, cry, scream, bite and be hormonal all she wanted without judgement. Being crazy was something she needed to do on a near daily basis, it was the only way she could keep the past from strangling her again. Elsa nestled herself near the tree, her body lowering to the ground and caressing the rough bark. An occasional squawk of bird, or a scurry of a squirrel were the only sounds she could hear. Her head lowered to the ground as the soft grasses of the meadow caressed her face, sending her into wonderful dreams, the soundtrack the oncoming storm. They ranged from love to death, mostly the faces of her sister frolicking through a similar meadow back home. Her mother and father stood not far off, smiles on their faces as they chatted, enjoying the moment. Ana bounced around her, whinning and egging her on. No one could ruin this, not even an asshat. "Talking" Oberon, I had to tag and then revise, some of my paragraph got cut. ^^ Elsa |
- Any force can be used against Elsa.
- Please tag any posts that involves Elsa.
