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01-22-2017, 07:46 PM
i want to be wild, beautiful and free
Every. Single. Day. That’s what every day is for her in this place. This place that takes everything and gives so little and yet here she is still. Trudging through each day, which doesn’t get better. Working for…for what? Scraps. Working for scraps like a dog. So those can get taken away too.
She has nowhere to go anymore. So she wanders, because it is what she does best. Wandering. With nowhere to go and nothing to do and only bitterness festering in her heart, she didn’t make for very good company lately. Not that she ever made for good company, but she’d just be worse than normal.
Why she ends up north, where it’s cold and miserable, she doesn’t really know. Maybe because the weather suits her mood. But for whatever reason, a gathering of horse and a…um…yeti? Maybe. Whatever he was, there are definitely blood in his fur and an egg on his head. She’s tempted to leave. She’s really, really tempted not to care because they’d probably just take that from her too. But in the end, greed really is a powerful motivator. Besides, if he kills her, she’ll be grateful.
There are others there, including Isopia and a bunch of horses she doesn’t know. She nods in the general direction of the Mountain, but nothing more. Socializing has never been her thing, and it’s currently even less her thing. So she simply settles in to wait and see what this white furry beast wanted them to do. She didn’t want to do anything, but then again, she didn’t feel like wandering with no purpose either.
She has nowhere to go anymore. So she wanders, because it is what she does best. Wandering. With nowhere to go and nothing to do and only bitterness festering in her heart, she didn’t make for very good company lately. Not that she ever made for good company, but she’d just be worse than normal.
Why she ends up north, where it’s cold and miserable, she doesn’t really know. Maybe because the weather suits her mood. But for whatever reason, a gathering of horse and a…um…yeti? Maybe. Whatever he was, there are definitely blood in his fur and an egg on his head. She’s tempted to leave. She’s really, really tempted not to care because they’d probably just take that from her too. But in the end, greed really is a powerful motivator. Besides, if he kills her, she’ll be grateful.
There are others there, including Isopia and a bunch of horses she doesn’t know. She nods in the general direction of the Mountain, but nothing more. Socializing has never been her thing, and it’s currently even less her thing. So she simply settles in to wait and see what this white furry beast wanted them to do. She didn’t want to do anything, but then again, she didn’t feel like wandering with no purpose either.
syrena
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