Moria sat in the forbidden, she had walked there on purpose. She had so many memories in the forbidden and to revisit it alone was so empty. She wasn't who she made herself to be, she hated being alone, but she was afraid. Of what she wasn't sure, she looked at the stream which came from the lake. It was small, but it was water nonetheless. She scooped her hand into the stream looking in it she wondered why water calmed her so much. She played with the water forming a rose, then making the water rose whither and die. She then made a form of a butterfly having it flutter then disperse into petals of Sakura. She loved how water was free formed and could becoe anything with nearly no limits.
She sighed feeling a cold breeze, she knew fall would come, then winter. Winter was her least favorite time of the year, she was always alone, Christmas, Thanksgiving and all those holidays she'd spend alone with a bowl of Ramen and a tv or book. She hated being alone, her birthday was nothing special. She sighed, just thinking about it would make her want to run away to some far off land. Even though she already had run away and still found no comfort in doing so. She sighed focusing back on the water she made a figure of a wolf running then slowly disappearing in the wind. She thought about her "friend" she knew he would never come back. Or care about her. She looked up hearing a russle in the leaves.
She sighed feeling a cold breeze, she knew fall would come, then winter. Winter was her least favorite time of the year, she was always alone, Christmas, Thanksgiving and all those holidays she'd spend alone with a bowl of Ramen and a tv or book. She hated being alone, her birthday was nothing special. She sighed, just thinking about it would make her want to run away to some far off land. Even though she already had run away and still found no comfort in doing so. She sighed focusing back on the water she made a figure of a wolf running then slowly disappearing in the wind. She thought about her "friend" she knew he would never come back. Or care about her. She looked up hearing a russle in the leaves.