Subject: ^weary^ |
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Sunfire
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Date Posted: 18:11:35 02/20/03 Thu
Author Host/IP: NoHost/64.53.10.168 In reply to:
Winter Frost
's message, "=coughs=" on 18:01:29 02/20/03 Thu
He snorts softly, own anger rising as he dodges her charge. Was she worth all of this?
My lady, I do enjoy being here. I was only joking about you missing me. I doubt you've missed anyone in your whole life. I don't want you to be something you're not. Don't try to be nice to me, or a good host. I can find good hosts anywhere. I do enjoy your company, as well as your brother's. But I myself am beginning to doubt why. I give up. I just give up. I'm weary of receiving the brunt of your anger, and your remarks, neither of which I dserve. I'm not your family. I'm sorry you've had it rough. I wish I could help. But I can't, unless you'll let me. I am the one who has tried to be nice. I suppose it's in my nature to be calm, controlled, and kind. Call it a fault if you will. I dislike confusing anyone. So, if it pleases you, m'lady..., I'll leave you be. I can stand around at home. AT least, no one will find fault with every move I make, and and every remark. Perhaps, in the future...
He snorts softly once more, anger diminshing, and he sighs.
Nevermind. Farewell, m'lady. I hope all fares well with you. Have a good life...
He tosses head in farewell, before turning away. There. He'd done it. Totally ruined everything he'd worked so hard for. Well, there were other mares out there. He could find another. But why did the thought send chills down his spine?
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