We Were Happy OnceMore Like This
They say Im a loner, and that may be true. I like the quiet peace you can only get in solitude. I treasure my time alone. Sitting in some park or garden, or out in the middle of nowhere. Surrounded by people coming and going or by the creatures that live outside these concrete prisons we've built. Never without company, but always alone. Alone with my thoughts. Alone with myself. All the same, I enjoy the company of others, even if I am slow to let them get close. I crave being near you just as much as I long to be away from you.
Then he came. He said all the right things. I didn't want him. I didn't ask for his attention. I craved it. I needed it. I longed for it. He was like a whirlwind bursting through my peaceful haven of healing. He let himself in, drawing me to him so that I could not resist. Without any encoura
Somewhere Over the Rainbow - Act One Scene OneMore Like This
Once upon a time, when man was young and magic filled the world, there was a country called the Land of Lights. The Land of Lights was a peaceful place, full of eccentricities like floating werelights, enchanted crystals, and river ghosts. This Land was divided into many provinces; one of them was the lush Valley of the Lion. The Valley of the Lion was home to many beautiful beings and, most relevantly to our story, many beautiful colors.
In a tree, swathed in leafy verdance, a silver butterfly perched atop a red vine blossom. Its delicate proboscis flickered outward, hovering indecisively above the flower. If some outside observer had known how to interpret butterfly body language, they might have noticed that this one was very nervous. It was, in fact, anxious in the extreme. Deep within its little brain, it knew that its incredibly short attention span had caused it to forget something very important. But it couldn't remember what, naturally, which made it frustrated and even