snow falls lightly, now, though this first glancing touch of winter can do little more than melt against the earth. it is midday; or rather should be, but the clouds and lingering ash drawn taught over the heavens perforate the wilds with a sharp-edged gloom. within it, she wanders, tied to no people and no place.
it is not such a bad thing to be, unmoored, but it will not suit her long. she will not become like the specter, careful and absent; and she imagines all too quickly faded from this world when her time comes. no, at the very least she will find some place to weather the winter. she is not so proud as to attempt to weather it on her own again, not at the sacrifice of her strength.
and so she is ever-shifting in her trajectory, never lingering in one place long. now, she heads north, the sharp-fanged mountains rising in the distance, barely discernible among the snow and haze but clear markers of where she plans to head next.
it is not such a bad thing to be, unmoored, but it will not suit her long. she will not become like the specter, careful and absent; and she imagines all too quickly faded from this world when her time comes. no, at the very least she will find some place to weather the winter. she is not so proud as to attempt to weather it on her own again, not at the sacrifice of her strength.
and so she is ever-shifting in her trajectory, never lingering in one place long. now, she heads north, the sharp-fanged mountains rising in the distance, barely discernible among the snow and haze but clear markers of where she plans to head next.
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let me not die ingloriously - by Eirwyn - October 10, 2019, 04:54 AM
RE: let me not die ingloriously - by Alison - October 10, 2019, 01:21 PM
RE: let me not die ingloriously - by Eirwyn - October 10, 2019, 02:24 PM
RE: let me not die ingloriously - by Alison - October 21, 2019, 01:07 PM