|
After sitting on a tree stump and wanderin' around for some days, that sight of that city plagued my mind greatly. I began to wonder if it was better to stay hidden amongst the forest or try and make life worth something by stepping beyond the grounds of this land.
Nothing laid for me where I stood now, but I don't what can happen beyond the city gates.
I pick up a twig and glance at it seeing what tree it fell from...Beech... the tree where my supposed home was.
I threw it into the distance in anger it stabbed into a rock with out even breaking from the strength of my throw.
I blinked and looked at myself, such anger had not come over me ever.
Mere memories had made my emotionless self burn like a spontaneous fire.
And my rage was right, why give a ********.
I turned and made my way to the city with nothing but my clothes, my wits, and my bitter soul.
 Mayonaka Taiyo · Sat Oct 16, 2004 @ 02:40am · 0 Comments |
