28.Dec.13, 11:16 PM
She didn’t know how long she waited. She didn’t even realize that her cheeks had flushed in the cold nor that she’d been pacing in a small line while humming the tune that dashed through her mind. Waiting prayed some on her insecurities – she just kept going ‘round and ‘round. What if she wasn’t good enough? What if she couldn’t Impress? Would she only have babies? She didn’t just want babies. A dragon would be delightful. Why wasn’t S’bel here so she didn’t have to think these things?
And, of course, would she fit it more with a dragon? [ Never mind the responsibility and pressure that would come with being with a gold! ]
Throughout it all, Sennia continued to hum. It was a nervous habit much like wringing hands or the pacing she was presently doing. The tune that found its way from her dry lips was random, rising and falling with the fears and hopes of her thoughts.
So wrapped up in her own possible misery and potential drab future, it was no wonder Sennia found it so hard to fit in. She wasn’t even aware of others when she worked herself up like this. Too lost in the misery of uncertainty and the fear that it wouldn’t matter anyways – no one understood her.
She actually frowned and halted her thoughts, realizing the slow spiral into madness she was going. Then squealed in shocked surprise when her name was called out quite abruptly from so close by. She even hopped a little in her state, twisting to the sound with wide, brown eyes.
The surprise gave way to a smile that chased away all her previous doubts when she spied her friend – or at least she’d consider him friend. “S’bel, you’re late.” It was said with no accusation and more a greeting. Sennia moved closer as though that could chase the chill away that had settled in her bones. But not close enough to invade or even tease the perimeter of his private space. “Did you happen to forget about me?” Not self-depreciating in the slightest. Like all the emotional turmoil didn’t exist anymore, simply because she was no longer alone in her mind and in the presence of a familiar face. Even then, she cast her attention to the sky to see if she could pick out his Ipsyth. The dragon was one of the very few she was ever really close to. Physically, that is.
And, of course, would she fit it more with a dragon? [ Never mind the responsibility and pressure that would come with being with a gold! ]
Throughout it all, Sennia continued to hum. It was a nervous habit much like wringing hands or the pacing she was presently doing. The tune that found its way from her dry lips was random, rising and falling with the fears and hopes of her thoughts.
So wrapped up in her own possible misery and potential drab future, it was no wonder Sennia found it so hard to fit in. She wasn’t even aware of others when she worked herself up like this. Too lost in the misery of uncertainty and the fear that it wouldn’t matter anyways – no one understood her.
She actually frowned and halted her thoughts, realizing the slow spiral into madness she was going. Then squealed in shocked surprise when her name was called out quite abruptly from so close by. She even hopped a little in her state, twisting to the sound with wide, brown eyes.
The surprise gave way to a smile that chased away all her previous doubts when she spied her friend – or at least she’d consider him friend. “S’bel, you’re late.” It was said with no accusation and more a greeting. Sennia moved closer as though that could chase the chill away that had settled in her bones. But not close enough to invade or even tease the perimeter of his private space. “Did you happen to forget about me?” Not self-depreciating in the slightest. Like all the emotional turmoil didn’t exist anymore, simply because she was no longer alone in her mind and in the presence of a familiar face. Even then, she cast her attention to the sky to see if she could pick out his Ipsyth. The dragon was one of the very few she was ever really close to. Physically, that is.
Come along now, come along with me