a small hovel near the entrance to la muerta was what agrippina had chosen for herself. scraped from shallow earth, its one comfort were the feathery grasses which felt like silk beneath paws which she believed would never be smooth again.
her mother had been educated to take a place as empress. she would have not wanted this for agrippina, but where was she now? fata obediam.
for that too, had been one of her mother's lessons.
snow began to fall, killing any hope of finding flowers to strew beneath her bedding. reeds would do as well, but the sirviente found herself almost distressed for reasons inexplicable.
sitting down hard in the entrance to her simple home, she fought the pain in her throat, trying to swallow tears.
her mother had been educated to take a place as empress. she would have not wanted this for agrippina, but where was she now? fata obediam.
for that too, had been one of her mother's lessons.
snow began to fall, killing any hope of finding flowers to strew beneath her bedding. reeds would do as well, but the sirviente found herself almost distressed for reasons inexplicable.
sitting down hard in the entrance to her simple home, she fought the pain in her throat, trying to swallow tears.
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upon waiting; - by Agrippina - November 05, 2024, 10:55 AM
RE: upon waiting; - by Diego - November 05, 2024, 06:31 PM
RE: upon waiting; - by Agrippina - November 10, 2024, 03:15 PM