Stand in the RainStand in the Rain7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
STAND IN THE RAIN
Mary! Where are tha goin? Mary! Dickon called as Mary ran from the garden in tears.
Nobody wants me!
Dickon ran after her. She weaved to and fro through the evergreen maze and out onto the moors. Memories of this same event happening before played out in his head. Last time was when Lord Craven had come home finally, this time it was Colin proposing to Elizabeth, a girl he had met at school in London.
Mary ran to the brilliant white horse that stood next to a rock grazing. She vaulted onto the creamy back and tore off across the moor. Her hair flew behind her like cinnamon silk. To this day she refused to put it up fashionably. She wore it down and free, save for a little hair tied back with a light green ribbon to keep it out of her heartbreakingly beautiful face.
She never slows down,
Dickon leaped onto the black stallion that had been grazing companionably with Marys horse and he loped after her. He had k