The moment she saw it. She knew it must be hers. It was massive, it was going to be an undertaking to fix and more money than she dared to think of.
It was a house; but not just any house. Built of stone, with turret intact. It had been built in the mid 1800's and looked as though it should be in Europe instead of "The Land Of Toto".
It would be ntimidating to most, but to her it would be a haven. She could stand upon the turret and gaze for miles.
She would/could pour hot oil below if need be.
Fire arrows with flame, fending off the masses or her own demons.
Whichever came first.
So she knew it was ment to be. She did not know how much they even wanted for the dwelling and yet she was determined no matter what the cost; she would find a way.
But to digress, I should introduce our would be warrior female. Her name is Aja Blue, and as she stood in front of the home she would clame for her own - her mind began to spin tales of adventure and immagination before she even got to the doors.
They matched the house in stature, making her feel a bit small, but instead of being put off by this. She found it comforting, another layer of protection if need be and she liked it.
To be continued -
I look into the sky and wonder where you are.
Do you think of me?
Or have I faded so far that I no longer caress your soul.
Do you think of the last time you brushed your llips across mine?
Do you remember how your blood boiled when you held me against you?
Do you think of how the wolf ran freely with me?
Do you remember sharing your blood?
Do you remember screaming my name?
Do you know how I felt when I did not answer?
Do you remember seeing my eyes dance, my body moving under you?
Do you remember fighting to see who would pleasure who first?
Do you remember the first time I drew blood?
Do you remember how much it meant to you?
Do you look into the nights sky and remember?
Do you?
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I thank you one and all for your kind comments and your support.
You humble me.
Damage too much of or the lack thereof. Most of us are not lacking of it. We are touched, slaped, hit or subjected to it in one form or another every day.
All anyone has to do is open a paper, turn on the tv or listen to a radio - even if it is a sat tuner - unless you have on music channel. It will creep into your world.
As the profile says - one of my favorite quotes continues to be: " Be the change you want to see in the world ".
We all have enough damage and know far to many people that we love that have as much if not more than we do.
Spread kindness - it "life" is all over much to quickly not too.
Even if we were to be able to exist into the next milineum, it would in the end - be a blink of an eye.
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