06-19-2017, 08:28 PM
He looked skeptically upon the scarlet mare. Forest eyes hard with nothing but clouds. Her words hit him hard, her 'story' she boasted upon so highly. He dropped his head to her level, bumping her nose slightly.
"I dont believe you Goose. I believe that you travel, and are held upon high. But I dont believe that you are happy."
Krigares eyes searched hers. He seemed to sense a possible hurt in everyone, because everyone hurts at some point in there life.
"Unlike you Goose, my story is woven with thorns, and my crown is made of stone. Its heavy and hard to wear."
His heart ached to tell her it all, though his soul burned with secrets he refused to tell.
"Take your rainbows, and your flowers, and be happy with someone who can make you happy in return."
"I dont believe you Goose. I believe that you travel, and are held upon high. But I dont believe that you are happy."
Krigares eyes searched hers. He seemed to sense a possible hurt in everyone, because everyone hurts at some point in there life.
"Unlike you Goose, my story is woven with thorns, and my crown is made of stone. Its heavy and hard to wear."
His heart ached to tell her it all, though his soul burned with secrets he refused to tell.
"Take your rainbows, and your flowers, and be happy with someone who can make you happy in return."
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