03-27-2011, 08:40 AM
Shiloh walked alone though the forrest, her mind wondering. She had woken up recently, her nightmares chasing her again. She could still feel the burns, still smell the burning flesh of her and her sister as they burned. Her sister couldn't take the burns and died shortly after the fires died down from their hut where she lost her little brother, mother and father. It was only Shiloh left to herself for almost two weeks. She hadn't moved from the ashes of her family for two weeks after the fire, despite her burn wounds needing to be taken care of. She wanted to join them, join her family and the only people who loved her.
Shiloh sat down on a rock next to the lake AniWaya had and stared at her reflection. The pink burn scars never disappeared and she wished someone would look at her and see her kind heart, not her burn scars. She tended to stay away from the others but had recently started praying in the mornings and before she slept for living another day. As she stared of into the distance only one thought seemed to be consuming her. Will someone ever love me enough to be my mate?
Shiloh sat down on a rock next to the lake AniWaya had and stared at her reflection. The pink burn scars never disappeared and she wished someone would look at her and see her kind heart, not her burn scars. She tended to stay away from the others but had recently started praying in the mornings and before she slept for living another day. As she stared of into the distance only one thought seemed to be consuming her. Will someone ever love me enough to be my mate?