Her heart feels empty without the familiar heat of summer around her. She wants to be embraced by her father and told that all is well. To see her cousins again, decorate them with garlands before they feast.
The dream slips away like a stone skipping across the surface of a lake.
The man standing nearby is huge, at least twice the size of her father, broad where her people were gaunt. He has a somber look about him. Senri watches him a moment. She stretches as she strides.
A sense of caution keeps her from drawing too near. It would be foolish to put herself at great risk with a stranger and so she leered a moment, speculative, before offering a huff.
The dream slips away like a stone skipping across the surface of a lake.
The man standing nearby is huge, at least twice the size of her father, broad where her people were gaunt. He has a somber look about him. Senri watches him a moment. She stretches as she strides.
A sense of caution keeps her from drawing too near. It would be foolish to put herself at great risk with a stranger and so she leered a moment, speculative, before offering a huff.
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my father was a king and a son of kings - by Sanri - January 27, 2021, 12:04 AM
RE: my father was a king and a son of kings - by Aditya - January 29, 2021, 12:49 PM
RE: my father was a king and a son of kings - by Sanri - January 29, 2021, 03:35 PM
RE: my father was a king and a son of kings - by Aditya - February 01, 2021, 10:07 AM