(I'm gonna write a story cause I feel like I need to, I feel the pull of creativity , artistic inspiration.
so here goes.)
She gazed out her window her hands were placed on the sill and she looked dreamily out into the distance over the fields and the distant meadows covered in high grasses that blew lazily in the fall breeze. Here where she sat, just beside her window were a number of trees . The piles of leaves they had cast down onto the earthy floor made her think of the winter. Coming soon it would cover all of the distant fields in deep thicket of white snow.
She wondered why the trees would do such a curious thing ,as if they weren't bothered by the cold, why else would they shed the only protection they had against the winter? Perhaps they were bothered by the fact that they had to endure such a thing at all? The very act of there leaves falling may very well be an act of defiance of the oncoming winter . much like a child throwing there toys in protest to bed time.
She pondered these thought often, a bit to often for she was neglecting her daily duty's she had yet to sweep the front porch, nor had she cleared the chimney flew. Her milking cows were in need of a good bath, but still she stayed still, eyes fixed on the fields beyond.
There just beyond the horizon would come news of the person she hoped most dear to see again, her one and only true love He would come riding his horse up the hill , his black hair blowing in the breeze . She knew he had to come soon ,for the wars between the villages where over now she only had to wait for his return. She had already waited five days and yet not a word . but she was not worried . He would often take the long ways around the towns just in case a war would brake out again, she often thought this action was unnecessary even silly, but she was glad for his actions. She knew for this reason and this reason alone he was safe and out of harms way.
Her house was on the edge of a great looming forest, and her window looked out onto the great plains they called the gradanoths plains . Her people spoke a language unfamiliar to the people who live in the plains , those people who lived in the gradanoths were hardened people who were not kind to her people . They envied her people for taking the forest lands from them , she knew they hadent taken them but in truth her people had lived there for many hundred's of years.
She was a girl when her family moved to these forests and that was over four hundred years ago. She knew the real reason the gradanoths hated her people was because of there long life spans and unusually good health . They envied them for there good lives and wanted to take there land because of it.
26 Apr 2008, 1:25 am
