Do you ever get lonely
Truth was, he did. At times, he looked upon them all with a sneer in his voice, believing them to be below him. Ashley let his face fall, for here in his quiet space, he allowed himself to be as he was. The quiet waves lapped at the cave, and he drank in the moist air peacefully. He did something he never did in the company of another—he laid down. Resting, he looked upon Marlyn, feeling the need to conversate with someone on a level that had nothing to do with impressing them, or remind them of his own self-centered ego.
“I do at times find myself wishing for more company…but that is not something that I have the luxury to feel. When people look at you and want you to lead them… you are not granted the luxury to feel much of anything at all. What you are is what they perceive you to be, and not much more. I have a tendency to forget that that burden is no longer mine.”
Where these calm words were coming from, and why he was divulging so much of himself, he had no idea. There was something about this witch that entranced him. His red hair was plastered to his face, and he was a wet mess. But he was at peace. His thickly muscled chest rose and fell, and he let the moment fall quiet. He normally would have looked at Marlyn and been able to tell her entire lifestory, and yet he granted her the privacy of her mind.. He wanted her to be a surprise.
He wanted to be surprised by her, and that was the biggest surprise to him of all.
Truth was, he did. At times, he looked upon them all with a sneer in his voice, believing them to be below him. Ashley let his face fall, for here in his quiet space, he allowed himself to be as he was. The quiet waves lapped at the cave, and he drank in the moist air peacefully. He did something he never did in the company of another—he laid down. Resting, he looked upon Marlyn, feeling the need to conversate with someone on a level that had nothing to do with impressing them, or remind them of his own self-centered ego.
“I do at times find myself wishing for more company…but that is not something that I have the luxury to feel. When people look at you and want you to lead them… you are not granted the luxury to feel much of anything at all. What you are is what they perceive you to be, and not much more. I have a tendency to forget that that burden is no longer mine.”
Where these calm words were coming from, and why he was divulging so much of himself, he had no idea. There was something about this witch that entranced him. His red hair was plastered to his face, and he was a wet mess. But he was at peace. His thickly muscled chest rose and fell, and he let the moment fall quiet. He normally would have looked at Marlyn and been able to tell her entire lifestory, and yet he granted her the privacy of her mind.. He wanted her to be a surprise.
He wanted to be surprised by her, and that was the biggest surprise to him of all.
ashley
I walked the path, it led me to the end.