audrey belle rosewood for what might be the first time in my life, i'm angry. okay, make that the second. the first time was when leah wouldn't let me leave. i was seven. i haven't been that angry until now. i had found a secluded clearing near our campsite. leaving adelaine and oliver safely sleeping (still? it's 8 in the morning), i bring my bow with me, a quiver of arrows slung behind my back. without hesitating, i sh00t an arrow at the nearest tree. i hear the satisfying thunk of the arrow meeting its target and exhale, the sound echoing in the quiet air. there's a light morning mist, and droplets of water glint in the sunlight. i'm angry. angry at myself for agreeing to go on this mission. what the king wants to accomplish makes sense, and i've sworn to always be loyal to the kingdom. but really, i'm no hero of any kind. i'll always be the villain of this story after what i discovered last night. i sh00t another arrow, one that meets the trunk of a tree. maybe, if i was born in another time, another place, i could've been. but if everyone found out what i can do, they wouldn't be so kind. i glance up at the sun and smile slightly, energy crackling slightly at my fingertips. no, i'd most definitely be d3@d. a/n:: YES YES YESSSSS THIS WAS FUN TO WRITE NGL hehe collab w the talented lyss lyss!
