For River: Solitude
River: ...You're at my spot.
When I was in middle school, we threw a surprise retirement party for my grandfather. It was hosted at a Victorian house set atop a hill by the river. It was a cold, rainy evening, so we dressed warmly. I had a velvet blue and black dress, my black cloak, and a black hat to match. The house's grey exterior blended in with the evening; but inside, it was warmly lit with colorful decor and cheerful guests. Even Abraham Lincoln came for the celebration! (Well, a reenactor :P) The living room was decked in colorful needlework, fancy settees, and a harmonium. The dining room glowed green with its vibrant wallpaper and abundant food, framed by two dark oil portraits on the far wall. Everyone was excited and my grandfather was so surprised and happy!! :) Everyone stood and smiled and talked and enjoyed the celebration.
At some point during the party, I stepped outside. I don't remember why. I found myself standing on the wide wrap-around porch. The blue wooden planks were firm under my feet. The air was damp and cold. Rain was dripping from the tall magnolia trees. It was dark and quiet. Such a refreshing, peaceful place. And I was comfortable. Behind me, I could sense the rosy glow from inside and hear the echo of voices. It was enough for me to know that they were there as I enjoyed the cool quiet of the evening out here. I wanted to stand there forever.
(Seventh post in reflection on the video game "To The Moon")
When I was in middle school, we threw a surprise retirement party for my grandfather. It was hosted at a Victorian house set atop a hill by the river. It was a cold, rainy evening, so we dressed warmly. I had a velvet blue and black dress, my black cloak, and a black hat to match. The house's grey exterior blended in with the evening; but inside, it was warmly lit with colorful decor and cheerful guests. Even Abraham Lincoln came for the celebration! (Well, a reenactor :P) The living room was decked in colorful needlework, fancy settees, and a harmonium. The dining room glowed green with its vibrant wallpaper and abundant food, framed by two dark oil portraits on the far wall. Everyone was excited and my grandfather was so surprised and happy!! :) Everyone stood and smiled and talked and enjoyed the celebration.
At some point during the party, I stepped outside. I don't remember why. I found myself standing on the wide wrap-around porch. The blue wooden planks were firm under my feet. The air was damp and cold. Rain was dripping from the tall magnolia trees. It was dark and quiet. Such a refreshing, peaceful place. And I was comfortable. Behind me, I could sense the rosy glow from inside and hear the echo of voices. It was enough for me to know that they were there as I enjoyed the cool quiet of the evening out here. I wanted to stand there forever.
(Seventh post in reflection on the video game "To The Moon")