morgause
She was entranced as she gazed out over the fields before her. Never before had she seen such beauty and magnificence in a simple field of grain. The way the light reflected like gold off of the grains was enthralling, and she couldn't look pull her gaze from it.
Water. The ocean. The way the waves beat against the shore, slowly wearing it down. The way it takes glass and makes it soft and beautiful.
The walls around me, I feel them coming down. I want to let you in, but I'm afraid of what might happen if I tell you how close you are, and how no one else has gotten that far. I just want to know that you won't take advantage, but also that you won't leave me if I tell you.
There are walls all around us, some of them are crumbling and others are being built up. It takes a special person to get inside all of my walls, but once they do, I will do anything for them. One they are there, there is no going back.