08-13-2015, 07:41 PM
"Baby, we were born with fire & gold in our eyes"
She was finally used to this new (or old) body. Her legs worked the way she wanted them too and her vision was finally something she was used to again. She still really missed her hands and there were many times there had been something she wanted to pick up or climb some tree or something and she could only snort and sigh, moving on her way. She did remember to toss her head to get her mane out of her eyes. Small victories.
For now she was meandering through the meadow, remembering places where she had once wandered with her Da. She missed her parents something horrible and wished that they were here with her again. She sighed, her eyes wandering over that huge willow tree her da and her had wandered under a few times to enjoy the shade on warm days like today.
Her legs switched their direction, without her consciously thinking about it, moving closer and closer to the long, thick fronds that hung down. She smiles as they slip across her back and around her face, content with the memories for now as she looses herself in them. Her eyes close briefly as she pauses, that small smile still on her lips as she remembers her Da's brogue as he talked to her. The words had mattered, but it was always the lilting of his voice that she had loved. She heard it in her own words, but it was never like her Da's, that deep and rumbling baritone of his.
Another sigh, her eyes reopening as she steps deeper into the deeper shade of the willow tree and she rests there, content that she would be allowed a few moments of memories before she needed to figure out what it was she needed and wanted to do.
For now she was meandering through the meadow, remembering places where she had once wandered with her Da. She missed her parents something horrible and wished that they were here with her again. She sighed, her eyes wandering over that huge willow tree her da and her had wandered under a few times to enjoy the shade on warm days like today.
Her legs switched their direction, without her consciously thinking about it, moving closer and closer to the long, thick fronds that hung down. She smiles as they slip across her back and around her face, content with the memories for now as she looses herself in them. Her eyes close briefly as she pauses, that small smile still on her lips as she remembers her Da's brogue as he talked to her. The words had mattered, but it was always the lilting of his voice that she had loved. She heard it in her own words, but it was never like her Da's, that deep and rumbling baritone of his.
Another sigh, her eyes reopening as she steps deeper into the deeper shade of the willow tree and she rests there, content that she would be allowed a few moments of memories before she needed to figure out what it was she needed and wanted to do.
" Even in the dust we shine with fire & gold in our eyes."
Willa