The sun barely kissed the morning sky with a pink hue. The morning tide lapped against the rocks but the sound was muffled by the distance up the cliff. The cliff the woman was standing on staring into the sunrise. A petite woman in both height and weight. The wind off the ocean whipped through her raven hair and lifted her. She was free there, a top a cliff. The irony of it made her smile, she felt free in a place where she could go no farther without falling to her death. She stepped away from the edge and let herself fall back onto the soft grass. The emotions that took over her as she watched the clouds float over was overwhelming. Everyday she had spent away, every night spent alone, every tear spent waiting, it was all held deep within her. It knotted her stomach fiercely. She closed her eyes then opened them quickly and sighed. This kind of stuff got her in to trouble, she had to get it together. Emerald eyes squinted against the now blazing sun and she ran her fingers over each tattoo the covered her. Feathers, a crown, an ankh and the most important the lotus.
 Ace DeLacour · Thu Aug 01, 2013 @ 05:37am · 0 Comments |
