19 November 2009

Ariella

“Lost at sea or lost on land, what’s the difference?” I questioned myself. “It feels as though the end of the world is upon me, crushing my lungs between nimble fingertips and I can’t break through.”

Her eyes were glazed over. Her heart hung heavy, for life was not all it was cracked up to be.
Walking slowly and deliberately as though each step was that of one closer to her demise, she gripped the doorknob and felt it turn without her turning it. The door was soon wrenched from her grasp. Her breath caught tightly in her throat and her eyes fluttered closed…

Her prince came to save her. “I love you,” she whispered but the dream was already gone.
So she fell into the arms of another who showed his love in hateful ways but all she’d ever known was his love.
A love like no other.

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