Post by AnnaMarie Demungry on Jul 10, 2008 16:03:56 GMT -5
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A small creature sat among the tall grasses. The sun long settled into bed and the mother moon watching over her baby stars, caring to each one and making them laugh and shine. Each one slowing shifting away and mixing in with the mysterious buzzing noise in the air. On this night the air was still and quiet. It was surprisingly warm for here at Winterthrone but it would'nt matter to this figure anyways. She'd do anything to stare at the stars as she did right now. A large sigh consumed the air as the figure fell back on her back. Smelling the crisp green weeds mixed in with the aroma of her body. Her eyes slowly closing as the image of brightened dots remained in her sight. The head relaxing as the tense body relaxed, it's arms touching the cold soil and jumping. The eyes slowly reopening to the same wonder that she loved.
Annamarie slowly sat back up. Breathing in through her nose the amazing aroma around her. Looking around at the large clearing with the forest edges, it amazed her how she could love such a simple place. Only wearing long jeans and black ballets matched with a simple dark green tank top with her curly locks let down. Anna appeared to belong here. For her age she looked amazingly young. She shook her hair back off her shoulders where it itched her collarbone. Normally she'd be bothered to be alone in a huge forest by herself in easy attack range of whatever creaped in the darkness. She was too serene to notice, she could have a wolf bite off her foot and not notice, well. That was a lie.
Ann sighed as she shuffled around and stood up. Basking in the moonlight she crossed her arms around her chest and looked up at the moon. She sighed and turned on her heels. Walking back into the forest. Wandering for a few moments before finding the small trail again. Walking along it she hummed quietly to herself. It must have been around 9 pm. Late for most people, but amazingly early for a witch like herself. She continued humming and walking slowly. She kept herself from singing for fear she had a horrible voice, whether or not she did was a total mystery.
[/shadow]Annamarie slowly sat back up. Breathing in through her nose the amazing aroma around her. Looking around at the large clearing with the forest edges, it amazed her how she could love such a simple place. Only wearing long jeans and black ballets matched with a simple dark green tank top with her curly locks let down. Anna appeared to belong here. For her age she looked amazingly young. She shook her hair back off her shoulders where it itched her collarbone. Normally she'd be bothered to be alone in a huge forest by herself in easy attack range of whatever creaped in the darkness. She was too serene to notice, she could have a wolf bite off her foot and not notice, well. That was a lie.
Ann sighed as she shuffled around and stood up. Basking in the moonlight she crossed her arms around her chest and looked up at the moon. She sighed and turned on her heels. Walking back into the forest. Wandering for a few moments before finding the small trail again. Walking along it she hummed quietly to herself. It must have been around 9 pm. Late for most people, but amazingly early for a witch like herself. She continued humming and walking slowly. She kept herself from singing for fear she had a horrible voice, whether or not she did was a total mystery.
