Post by Rinoa Celthric on Sept 10, 2010 17:28:50 GMT -5
The suns warm rays broke through the forest’s canopy warming the grassy clearing. Rinoa lay sprawled out in the lush grass, the thick blades tickling her skin as a soft current of air swept through the meadow. A soft laugh burst through her pale lips at the wonderful sensation that coursed through her body. These were her favorite kinds of days; she wasn’t sick and the weather was beautiful.
Her white hair fanned out across her head, the ends blowing lightly in the breeze. The entire area was clad in green except for the clear stream that ran lazily across the land, the trickling water only adding to her ever increasing pleasure. She sighed, content with life for the moment. But she knew within the next week she would most likely be stuck in bed once more. It seemed to Rinoa that she was always in bed, coughing blood all over the delicate sheets.
Shaking her head to clear her mind of the distasteful thoughts the woman gazed up towards the cerulean sky, a smile painted clearly upon her thin face; her previous qualms evaporating almost immediately. It was hard to be upset when in the presence of nature. After all the wild life that sought out shelter within the woods had become her friends and family, even when suffering due to her illness they did not run off in fear unlike those within her village. The ones she and her family had once called friends.
Her white hair fanned out across her head, the ends blowing lightly in the breeze. The entire area was clad in green except for the clear stream that ran lazily across the land, the trickling water only adding to her ever increasing pleasure. She sighed, content with life for the moment. But she knew within the next week she would most likely be stuck in bed once more. It seemed to Rinoa that she was always in bed, coughing blood all over the delicate sheets.
Shaking her head to clear her mind of the distasteful thoughts the woman gazed up towards the cerulean sky, a smile painted clearly upon her thin face; her previous qualms evaporating almost immediately. It was hard to be upset when in the presence of nature. After all the wild life that sought out shelter within the woods had become her friends and family, even when suffering due to her illness they did not run off in fear unlike those within her village. The ones she and her family had once called friends.
