Just a girl trapped in her mothers attic waiting for a chance at freedom. I want to feel the air on my face and the soft blades of grass on my feet. One day..
@IWantACastle@KnowsBestt *Still pointing the curling iron at you, I put on the deadliest glare I can come up with* As you can see this place is not empty...so you should just go man in hiding! *Inwardly rolling my eyes at how dumb I sound*
@IWantACastle@KnowsBestt *Sitting in my room if you can even call it a room...more like a crawl space. I stare up at the ceiling at my paintings of far off lands I’ve dreamed up. Maybe one day I’ll get to see them...but I doubt it. Not if my mother has anything to do with it.*
@IWantACastle@KnowsBestt *I gasp and scream not understanding normal hum flirting. This must be his sign befor he attacks. I jab the curling iron on your arm* I said who are you and why are you here?! Don’t play your wicked tricks on me!
@IWantACastle@KnowsBestt *I see the stranger cower behind his satchel and I stop before striking...mother always said men would try to attack first not hide. This was odd to see. I point the hot curling iron in his direction not letting my guard down for a second* Who are you?! And why are you here?!
@IWantACastle@KnowsBestt *Deciding the voice must have been a rare bird I’ve never hear before. I go to look In the mirror and see a stranger suddenly in my reflection. I grab the thing closest to me which is my hot curling iron and a shrill shriek escapes my mouth as I charge at the stranger*
@KnowsBestt@IWantACastle —sudden I hear the most beautiful voice singing a tune I’ve never heard. I wipe the tears away and run to the window to see if I can find the person behind the voice. I see no one and sigh.*
@KnowsBestt@IWantACastle *Not able to hold the tears back, I let them flow and run to my bed. I flop on it and bawl. I’ve always known in the back of my mind that my powers were what mother loved and I’m not sure if there is anything else about me that she ever cared for. I cry harder when all of a—
@KnowsBestt@IWantACastle *I almost jump out of my skin at your shouting. I can feel the tears burning behind my eyes. I turn quickly and grab my brush. I hand it to you and sit down on my stool. As you brush, I sing a soft melody and watch the usual change of my hair color from blonde to gold*
@KnowsBestt@IWantACastle *Stutters nervously* Oh..y..yes. I’m so sorry mother, I was just trying to be polite. I won’t do it again..I promise. Can I do anything for you mother? I can make you lunch, rub your feet, clean the house..anything? *My eyes widen, hoping with all hope she would leave.*
@IWantACastle@KnowsBestt *I gasp at the bang of the door as it slams against the wall. Seeing you I jump up, standing up straight* Oh! Mother, it’s you!! I didn’t know you returned from the market so soon! How was your trip...did you get everything you needed?!