01-14-2009, 12:08 PM
He was growing desperate in finding his sister, the world screamed at him to give up, to let the past lie but he'd failed too many times recently and this was starting to become an obsession of sorts. He didn't let the world see the despair that was building in his soul but he kept at the work of exploring the lands within and outside of their territory. He wouldn't dare go to the quarry yet, he didn't even want to think of what might be at the bottom of the limestone cliffs.. and yet he still hoped. Such was the way of the foolhearted. A boy who believed he would have his love in the end and yet held her from afar. He just didn't know which way was up anymore and it was beginning to make the world such a strange place.
The silvery blue male was standing in the middle of the the straight spined trees with their long reaching limbs so far ahead, the old maple shacks still standing before him and yet he didn't see a thing. He knew what was there but he was just listening to the silence of the snow falling gently in the cold woods. The male's eyes were closed and he could feel the cold seeping into his bones from having stood there so long and yet he hadn't moved yet. Nothing had presented itself to make him want to move. His mind was sluggishly going through the places he'd been and the places he'd searched.. trying to remember where and what was left. He sighed softly, knowing that his breath was soft and misty in the day, such simple things and yet he didn't care, not now.
The silvery blue male was standing in the middle of the the straight spined trees with their long reaching limbs so far ahead, the old maple shacks still standing before him and yet he didn't see a thing. He knew what was there but he was just listening to the silence of the snow falling gently in the cold woods. The male's eyes were closed and he could feel the cold seeping into his bones from having stood there so long and yet he hadn't moved yet. Nothing had presented itself to make him want to move. His mind was sluggishly going through the places he'd been and the places he'd searched.. trying to remember where and what was left. He sighed softly, knowing that his breath was soft and misty in the day, such simple things and yet he didn't care, not now.