19.Feb.12, 10:50 PM
The water was cold, almost like the Telgar ice Lymsleia sorely missed at the heat of the Southern land scape even in the early Autumn seemed oppressive. She closed her eyes as her feet sank into the cooling waters. How long had it been? How long had she simply sat somewhere and undulged in the one thing that so many people said she should have taken up as her Craft?
Lymsleia for the first time in she'd been in Katila sang. Her voice was elegant, a soprano. It wasn't as polished a say a trained harper but it held some sway.
"Lost in an endless sea
Foggy, misty, rainy, unclear to me
Tossed about in a violent, storm
Beaches tan and sandy, shore
Alone I wait, afraid."
The song was a new, one she'd written only recently, whe nshe came to Katila, but as she reached the end, Lymselia felt her lips tighten. The song had been something she'd written in the small hours of the morning, trying to express the anxiety she'd felt recently welling in her chest. She stood up, and at the waters of the lake beat at her legs. How easy it would be to just walk into lake and end her life. How easy it would be.
She put one foot in front of the other, and managed to get only calf high. The biting cool water shocking her senses.
Lymsleia for the first time in she'd been in Katila sang. Her voice was elegant, a soprano. It wasn't as polished a say a trained harper but it held some sway.
"Lost in an endless sea
Foggy, misty, rainy, unclear to me
Tossed about in a violent, storm
Beaches tan and sandy, shore
Alone I wait, afraid."
The song was a new, one she'd written only recently, whe nshe came to Katila, but as she reached the end, Lymselia felt her lips tighten. The song had been something she'd written in the small hours of the morning, trying to express the anxiety she'd felt recently welling in her chest. She stood up, and at the waters of the lake beat at her legs. How easy it would be to just walk into lake and end her life. How easy it would be.
She put one foot in front of the other, and managed to get only calf high. The biting cool water shocking her senses.