Post by Tempest on Aug 4, 2008 11:42:21 GMT -5
Sorta stared into the crystal surface of the lake, gazing deep into it's beautiful waters... The toes of her left forepaw dipped into the water, scattering little ripples into the lake, disturbing the complete calm of the place. The emerald green flames that were Sorta's eyes gazed down into the water, taking note of this quietly...
"One..." Sorta breathed as she counted the ripples so very quietly, "Two.. Three... Four..." Sorta felt something like peace run through her entire body... Starting with the tip of her nose, running along her neck and shoulders and so on until it reached the tip of her tail.. There was nothing but silence. Complete silence. The kind of silence that was welcomed by a weary traveller.... Or someone who was new to a place...
It was the quiet that was needed to recover. To soak everything in that had happened throughout the day. It was a little time to be herself... Without interuption the many outside sources that life threw at one.. It was Sorta's time to look upon her reflection and wonder who she was... Was it shown in her reflection?
"Lake of crystal," Sorta whispered, "Heart of... heart of... What?" Sorta's silver gray pelt caught a bit of light, making it flash in the sun. Resting her head on her snow colored paws, Sorta let herself get lost deep in thought... Sorta was going to let the tide of thought take her, until someone so chose to pull her out.
"One..." Sorta breathed as she counted the ripples so very quietly, "Two.. Three... Four..." Sorta felt something like peace run through her entire body... Starting with the tip of her nose, running along her neck and shoulders and so on until it reached the tip of her tail.. There was nothing but silence. Complete silence. The kind of silence that was welcomed by a weary traveller.... Or someone who was new to a place...
It was the quiet that was needed to recover. To soak everything in that had happened throughout the day. It was a little time to be herself... Without interuption the many outside sources that life threw at one.. It was Sorta's time to look upon her reflection and wonder who she was... Was it shown in her reflection?
"Lake of crystal," Sorta whispered, "Heart of... heart of... What?" Sorta's silver gray pelt caught a bit of light, making it flash in the sun. Resting her head on her snow colored paws, Sorta let herself get lost deep in thought... Sorta was going to let the tide of thought take her, until someone so chose to pull her out.
