perhaps someone from Moontide? aw!
Stormclouds. Saltspray. Wavebreaks. The familiarity of the sea pulls her close.
Under boiling skies does she ascend the rocks with careful and practiced tread, calm demeanour a stark contrast to the millions of thoughts hurricaning inside her.
For however she felt when she left that night has had chance to ruminate and subside and she realises now that she misses them, oh so dearly. But it is too late to turn back now. How shameful it would be to return!
Finally, reaching the clifftop, she sits and she weeps.
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don't cry for me, my dear - by Ursula - April 20, 2023, 02:43 PM
RE: don't cry for me, my dear - by Heph - April 20, 2023, 02:51 PM
RE: don't cry for me, my dear - by Ursula - April 20, 2023, 03:33 PM
RE: don't cry for me, my dear - by Heph - April 21, 2023, 12:01 PM
RE: don't cry for me, my dear - by Ursula - April 23, 2023, 10:41 AM
RE: don't cry for me, my dear - by Heph - April 24, 2023, 10:07 AM
RE: don't cry for me, my dear - by Ursula - April 30, 2023, 01:12 PM
RE: don't cry for me, my dear - by Heph - May 01, 2023, 07:22 PM
RE: don't cry for me, my dear - by Rodyn - May 10, 2023, 04:39 PM