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12-25-2015, 01:46 AM
Sialia I tried to sell my soul last night, it's funny he wouldn't even take a bite. The time of year brought joy to many, including myself. It was time for cheer, time for family. But my daughter was no longer here, so I had no family with me this time round. I had no child running by me, with laughter in the air, and no worrying she would fall off the edge of a cloud. Part of me missed those days. And I missed the easiness of it. I missed her. I missed my child, and I knew not where she had gone. What I did know was she was alive. I could feel it in my living breathing body. If she where to die, I would know. I would feel it in my soul, because with her I would die some as well, if not entirely. I hoped to see her here, in her innocence that she had stood with the last time. I arrive to the bells, the turtle giving his gifts once more, and bringing happiness to all yet again. I arrive with the rest of the creatures, seemingly arriving in masses. There is a sea of faces, I know many... Zandora, Mauja, Ki'irha... Even old spars. A shiver ran though me as I thought of the fire bird Gaucho, who yes happened to be here. But I was happy to see Glacia was here, and my eyes watch as she greets her father, and the turtle, but frown emerges from my face as she calls out to one of the bird brains following Gaucho and two fillies. In some kind of motherly fashion I moved closer, concern etching my face. What was this new development? "Speech here." Tag;; @[] Words;; Merry Christmas everyone!!! Notes;; |
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