ooc: @Dante - I will keep it vague, since I don't know, what will happen in the threads with Blue Willow and Lasher. Btw - this is my 100th thread - I just checked. Cheers!
It wasn't often that Osprey would wonder, what it would be like to be someone else, somewhere far away. Up until now she had been quite content about her life the way it was. However, few days ago everything had changed - her carefully built safe life shattered in matter of seconds. Of course, had she been more observant, she would have noticed the cracks long before, when there had been an actualy chance to do something about the situation she was in now.
To say that she was miserable was an understatement. Unhappy? Not even close. Confused and lost, fearful of her fate and, what awaited her in the future. The realization of the cold hard truth mixed with the denial of the whole situation. This could not happen to her. Not like this anyway. But it had, here she was, clueless of what to do about it. Therefore in order to keep these offending thoughts at bay, she kept herself occupied - hunted, sought actively for a burrow to hide herself away from everyone and now and then entered a restless sleep.
She was sleeping now, her breathing deep and even, yet the troubled and weary expression of her face showed only a little bit of the stress she was feeling at the moment.
It wasn't often that Osprey would wonder, what it would be like to be someone else, somewhere far away. Up until now she had been quite content about her life the way it was. However, few days ago everything had changed - her carefully built safe life shattered in matter of seconds. Of course, had she been more observant, she would have noticed the cracks long before, when there had been an actualy chance to do something about the situation she was in now.
To say that she was miserable was an understatement. Unhappy? Not even close. Confused and lost, fearful of her fate and, what awaited her in the future. The realization of the cold hard truth mixed with the denial of the whole situation. This could not happen to her. Not like this anyway. But it had, here she was, clueless of what to do about it. Therefore in order to keep these offending thoughts at bay, she kept herself occupied - hunted, sought actively for a burrow to hide herself away from everyone and now and then entered a restless sleep.
She was sleeping now, her breathing deep and even, yet the troubled and weary expression of her face showed only a little bit of the stress she was feeling at the moment.
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Under the light of a 1000 colors - by Osprey - March 15, 2015, 05:14 AM
RE: Under the light of a 1000 colors - by Dante RIP - March 16, 2015, 11:02 AM
RE: Under the light of a 1000 colors - by Osprey - March 16, 2015, 05:25 PM
RE: Under the light of a 1000 colors - by Dante RIP - March 17, 2015, 03:00 PM
RE: Under the light of a 1000 colors - by Osprey - March 18, 2015, 01:50 PM
RE: Under the light of a 1000 colors - by Dante RIP - March 18, 2015, 09:51 PM
RE: Under the light of a 1000 colors - by Osprey - March 19, 2015, 12:59 PM
RE: Under the light of a 1000 colors - by Dante RIP - March 19, 2015, 02:13 PM
RE: Under the light of a 1000 colors - by Osprey - March 19, 2015, 03:24 PM
RE: Under the light of a 1000 colors - by Dante RIP - March 19, 2015, 04:02 PM
RE: Under the light of a 1000 colors - by Osprey - March 19, 2015, 04:58 PM
RE: Under the light of a 1000 colors - by Dante RIP - March 19, 2015, 06:25 PM
RE: Under the light of a 1000 colors - by Osprey - March 20, 2015, 06:09 AM
RE: Under the light of a 1000 colors - by Dante RIP - March 20, 2015, 09:36 PM
RE: Under the light of a 1000 colors - by Osprey - March 21, 2015, 03:38 AM
RE: Under the light of a 1000 colors - by Dante RIP - March 21, 2015, 10:17 AM