Within the darkness she waits with her back to freedom's light. It's not for her, not yet anyway.Perhaps, if she hadn't been born with the markings of one damned before her first breath, she could escape this torture. It never lasted long, but to one such as her it was an eternity. Her body longed for the feel of fresh air on her silken skin. Her ears strained to hear the music of life around her. Her voice ached to soar into the sky calling down the warmth of sun, coolness of fresh rain, or the beat of thunder.
Breathe in breathe out. It wont be long now. Not really, perhaps four more marks carved beside the other ten before she would again see the sun however brief the sight would be. Its warm rays would cradle her in their warmth, soothing her rough and ragged nerves. She would hear the calming wind whisper encouragements to her, banishing her fear.
* Ahh crap its almost 2 in the morning and i have to work tomorrow oh well I'll store this for another day.. at least I know my creative mind isn't dead, just trapped lol tata.. hope to post a page or two tomorrow*
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