Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2014 12:23:02 GMT -8
All of these stars will guide us home
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The world swirled around her in an amazing blur of black, grey, blue and starlight white. She made a small pirouette, and the stars danced for her, spinning circles in her mind, making her tiptoe across the courtyard. All around her life was quiet and still, not a sound escaped the sleeping castle and its inhabitants, save for Elizabeth Sparks who twirled around in intoxicated glee. She was quite the vision; dancing in the cold April evening, all by herself, seemingly at ease with everything dark that surrounded her. Life was harsh these days, but one could not be able to tell of the hardships of life by looking at her small stature.
She was concealed in darkness and the starlight shone her way as she skidded across the slippery cobblestones of the courtyard. The early spring rain had been heavy for days, but it seemed that the night had conquered the rain and opened up the sky to a magnificent sight of endless darkness and countless stars. Effy came to a halt at a cold, stone bench and found its habitat most welcoming to her drunken state of mind, because she was undoubtedly drunk out of her mind. True that it was not allowed to consume alcohol, but these were terrible times. There was a dark wizard taking over the world, one pawn at a time, and her mother was institutionalized, and her father had married a horrible woman, and her little brother, oh, her little brother who was so innocent, knew not of darkness, and yet the world was so full of it. There were reasons enough to go for a drink with friends. There were reasons enough to be consumed in a moment of happiness, however brief.
As she lay there on the bench, her long, dark hair spread around her like streaks of sunshine, she gazed up on the enumerable stars. She wrapped her long, grey scarf around her, tighter, not feeling the heat that escaped from her body. She was warm now, but if she stayed, she would surly freeze. Yet, in that moment, that one moment where she laid gazing on the bench, it seemed as if nothing could penetrate her intoxicating happiness. She smiled to herself, humming slightly in the impenetrable darkness. To an inattentive eye she would simply blend into the background, as she laid quietly in the darkness.
HAYANA OF CAUTION 2.0