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"Please master, I can do better," cried a young woman.
"Can? Is that all you can say for yourself is I can do better? You will do better."
"Yes sir."
She sat in her room crying because of her pain and loneliness. Her mentor had been severly rough with her ever since he came back from his mission, in which he failed. She saw the pain he was expiriencing. He never failed. He became the joke of the town and was forced to move away, into the Forest of Life.
No one travelled through the forest, it was forbidden as well as dangerous. No one survived, except for them. Her and her teacher were the only ones able to enter and return. The two were praised as heroes. They were granted their every wish, every desire, every dream. Even ritches were not a question. If they asked they received.
"That's the only reason they wanted rid of us. They couldn't continue their lavish givings. The town was beinning to run out of money. They could have stopped I wouldn't have cared," she said quietly to herself.
She always thought this way. She would hardly ask for anything. Like any young woman she would sometimes look at a dress or a piece of jewelry and want it, but she would wait until she had enough coins to buy it. If by the time she did but no longer wanted it, she would simply save the coins until the next time something special came along.
Her master on the other hand spent money foolishly. If there was something he wanted he take it and just show his identification and he would never have to pay for it. If he wanted a woman he would only proudly say his name and she would be his. He could have all the drink he wanted, even if the bartender would have said no to any other costomer.
"He's the reason why we're out here. Why do I eve bother to...Yes that's right. I am bound to him until he dies by someone else's hand, then I become theirs. I cannot kill him."
She stared out the window. The stars where shinning brigthly through the trees. If only I could be set free by a kind soul, then maybe I could finaly live my own life, she thought. She slowly walked away from her window to her makeshift bed. She laid down and closed her eyes. If only...
 Rosalinda Plaisance · Fri Jul 18, 2008 @ 06:56pm · 1 Comments |
