Doris was angry.There was a scream from deep within that forces its way from her mouth, as if her terrified soul had unleashed a demon. Her mother never made her own wedding half as special as she did with Owen now, and it was not only just upsetting, but rather embarrassing. She loved Nathan but they just never acknowledged her feelings one bit. But Owen was free to chose his own partner that easily? How dare she! All she feel ever since she heard the news was nothing but anger, and all she felt was that she didn't want to be friends with anyone at all because then she don't have to trust anyone, it'll be safer, easier to choose not to stay her mother was such a bad influence on her. And she knew she was hiding the truth from herself, of how much it really was to do with sadness and the scars that just wouldn't heal. Yet these fists clench and her teeth locked up once the sound was out. She was just going to have to walk away for a while, see this "elephant" from a few miles away,
Nathan tried to calm his wife down. He realized that she had been truly angered by Evelyn's sudden behavior for wanting to create a grand wedding for Owen and not her. It was truly devastating and he couldn't deny that. "Doris?" He called out to her, knocking gently on the door. His voice remained as warm as early spring, as if her heart beat so steadily even though she took a different view from him. She simply said this was her way of doing things. He could see her balk at first, so accustomed he was the to ways of Doris and her fiery temper. He was different, because he absorbed things and then responded more than reacted, dampened situations rather than adding to the flames. And so before he knew it everything was happy again, it was love all around instead of the bickering he was so accustomed to. It was a sense of calm he grew to love.And he would be teaching it to his wife now. "This path of life is challenge enough," he began to say. Nathan remembered a little of what his m
Evelyn met with Regina that day. Not for anything else besides their main discussion. She had purposely visited Regina and had the meeting scheduled at her house. She loved being a wedding guest. It's as if rockets have been lit beneath the soul. There is such love right out in the open. Everyone feels free to let their happy flags fly. Cynics are silent at last. Birdsong becomes the music of the quiet reflections. Souls are united. To have an invitation to such an event is a blessing indeed.She saw the woman from afar, shivering in fear. Fear of what though? Well perhaps it was because the head of the Queens was right at her house! She gave a satisfying grin at the moment and continued with her discussion. "Well, so you see why it is important for us to meet up?" She said, a satisfying smile working its way over to her cheeks. Her face had been plastered with bright heavy makeup. Again. Just on purpose. She ignored Regina's shivering and continued. "So we can discuss the wedding
Frost grew over the windows even as the duvet kept her warm. Isla watched the ice-crystals grow for a while, allowing her brain to be empty, content to exist and be. The morning would bring the beauty of the ice for sure, that crunch under boot and the bold greeting cold air brings. Yet between now and watching her breaths rise as new white-puffed clouds there will be a very cold night. The kind that only stops at the doors of the well-made houses. The cold weather that seeped through any thin cloth to drain the soul, instead feeds the soul of those well wrapped in warm layers of well insulated fabrics.It was the same type of coldness that reached into one's bones, as if their heart were a door left wide open to the icy wind, slamming only to open again. The only thing to do would be to keep moving, keep heading toward home and the steady warmth of the hearth. There was a lot on her mind that night. And she even tried her best to get Nathan off her mind. She wouldn't just stop thinki
"See I knew it was her not only after reading that poem. Actually it was way long before then. It was something I could never actually believe. She was smart, beautiful and wonderful in every way. But there was something in the way I felt in my heart. I knew it would not last for long, and yet foolish me went ahead to still marry her. Look at you though." He said and she chuckled at his statement. He too couldn't help but to smile a little." I can't promise you that once you've found him, he would remain with you forever. But there is joy in meeting someone you love... And also someone who loves you back with no condition." He said and this brought a weary look on her face. Of course Parker Ryan knew of her feelings for Nathan. And he wouldn't lie that it didn't sadden him at times. It did. But now, it would only be a matter of time, hopefully. She would see now that he had chosen his own path by being with his wife, which wasn't a bad thing to do. Meaning she would be the one to con
Today the sunshine was in his bones, it's heat radiating outwards into the bright day. It was as if the people glowed, their aura so happy on these summer days. Manuel rested in the shade, his eyes on the foliage above, on each green leaf in that vast canopy. He watched a man reclined in that dappled shade, a book resting on his raised knees, his eyes following the text as if it were the soft call of a lover.Before he had quite chosen what to do, his feet have taken him under that same tree, perhaps they longed to feel the coolness of the grass around him. And as he read on, he dreamed and the moments stretched out into a medicinal ambiance, made all the stronger for the heat, the brilliant light and the blessing of such company.After a while, he decided to head back home. That was when Manuel observed that there was a kind of tiredness that needed a good night's sleep, and another that needed so much more. For him, one became the other, starting out as the "one night kind" until on
They were here was an explosion in her brain... the good sort... the type that carried more possibilities than she could be conscious of. But there were hundreds of ideas there in that buzz of electricity... she could feel it. It was the calling card of adventure, of paths awaiting her feet.Whatever was ahead could be a great challenge, and there could be tears, but it was he adventure to take and so she smiled. The ideas would come, probably when she least expected it, so she laced her boots and took a step. She had never experienced what it was like planning a wedding for her child before.Especially now that she was the head queen. There was just so many things to do. So many influence the wedding would bring to her doorstep. Finally, her name would be heard all round the city. What greater joy could ever be compared to that? In good moods a writer may paint words that are fine wine and soft music; words that contain more healing medicine than all the drugs created by man. They a
I wonder if anyone noticed how pretty the sky was today, how the blue was bright and soft all at once. I wonder if they saw the serenity of the clouds that sailed by, gently passing on toward anyplace the wind wishes them to reach. I wonder if they let their eyes rest upon their white tops and follow the infinite greys that blend so harmoniously with one another, almost bluish. I wonder if they, as I did, imagined them to be Beluga whales swimming through a clean ocean, a happy family, singing, playing. If they did, I hope they felt at least a little of what I feel, a calm sense of awe as warm as sunny rays. If so, I hope they felt a tingle in their fingers and heightened senses, the heady aroma of blooms and the subtle movement of leaves, the way light reflects from both foliage and feathers. For when I tune in to these subtle and many pleasures, these everyday wonders, nature gives to me a quiet joy... and in that moment I am as happy as any queen or king has ever been. Doris smile