Thursday, February 12, 2009
Only outside did she realise how very vulnerable she was. Exposed. Skin, flesh and bone.
The sun's rays brought her no comfort nor solace, as did not the winds that tickled her or the soil whence she drew her essence. She took everything in initially, relishing the wonders that Gaia herself bestowed upon her once more. And yet, slowly but surely, the reality of the situation crept in, an innocent wisp at first, before it expanded and augmented to become that miasma that clouded, that choked.
It wasn't worth it, she decided. Whatever joy or pleasure she could derive from all that ensured jubilant growth...Just paled in comparison to what damage could be done by baring herself. So very readily, so...naked. The burden she would be willing to carry just for some security wouldn't be light. She would be constantly suffocated, restrained, deprived. But just for some protection from outside, she wouldn't mind.
Not when the horrors outside were supposed to be what nourished and cared for her.
Her very pillars of support...
Turned out to be just another batch of parasitic weeds.
Dark Memories[11:40 PM]
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