The snow had melted the day before leaving hte forest floor a bit muddy. It was a light previous snow, one that would not bother the kitsune. Being on the cold or heat really never affected her since she was a fire mage and accustomed to change of weather. Infact, she liked it. It was away from humans and any other creatures. Away from interaction, she was never good at talking to others. Reason why she had few friends and even fewer since she never trusted anyone. A life is like a story book. Everybody has one and is always being written until their last breath. Her book
Imagine a leather bounded book that is thick. The pages are torn and tatter, but in tact. A lot of dark pictures of the most evilest things done to her. Images no one could erase from memory. Fires al laround her. Cult members cursing her with this mark. Being adopted and lied about your whole life. Being lied to that you were human. Loosing your fiance and your best friend.
She had a lot going on in her mind. Thoughts of the good old days when she was young with her father and mother. A loving family. At least, she still ahd her father by her side. Gripping her black jorunal, she opened it and started writing her thoughts down.
- Entry:
- Orchidia is the same as everywhere else, I suppose. How could Captain Sargt, my commanding officer, one who was the only one to take me in, tell to go make friends as my MAIN assignment. I have tried and tried. No one. I just can't do this. There is no one I an trust around here, can I? Oh well. One thing at a time I guess.
Writing has been the only form of relief for me. Since my diagnosis from the doctor about my PTSD, anxiety, and depression. I really can't function like I once did. Those memories still haunt
me even after eight or nine years later. Personally, I am more bothered by that then my life being a lie. At least, I can live with it. Not too much of an issue. I hope Hikaru will get home soon! I miss him.
Placing her pen in her pocket of her cloak, she closed the journal and held it close. Looking out past the bare branches and up at the cloudy sky. She always came off as rude and snappy for a reason. It was to push others away. But once in a while she will be 'nice' and help someone out. Most of the time, she steers clear from people. She closed her red and black eye, heaving a heavy sigh. "Where did it all go wrong? she whispered, quietly.
Tail 7: 11/100
Event: 5/30