brittanymargritz
The castle loomed up through the fog. the eerie scene was made even more dark and mysterious by the silence interrupted only by the clattering of the horses' feet. She knew what awaited her, but she had no way to prepare for it.
He had been her teacher, her mentor, her best friend. Everything important she had learned was from him. And she had never gotten to tell him. It was too late. He was gone. "I love you."
The toll booth sat forlornly on the road. The teller rarely saw anyone, which was probably for the better. his haggard face and wandering eyes had a way of instilling fear in even the bravest of individuals.
She could feel his wrath bearing down on her like a physical force. The anger in the air was almost tangible. She thought he would hit her, that he would make her regret her choice. But he walked away. It hurt so much more.
The mole on his face gave it away. She had thought it impossible she would see him again, but she had vague memories of him. His voice, his scent. But she knew his face. "I love you."
The phosphorescent glowing of the algae in the lake brought back dreams of stars in the sky, the light in his eyes.
Her bones felt like they had liquefied. She had never felt pain so incredible, so indescribable. She had never been in such terror than she was at that moment. Then she remembered who she was. where she was. And she knew she could never give up.
The ship pitched back in forth in a storm so strong that I could feel it in every bone in my body. I knew though, that if anyone had a decent chance at surviving, it was me and my crew.
She thought back to the day she was born, and how everyone must have celebrated so enthusiastically. She looked back now and wondered if thy ever imagined her life would turn out this way. She wondered if they imagined she would be this great. This important.