Third Person: There was a woman crying in the woods. Her hands were pulled up to her face as she was apologizing to no one in particular, the tiny pale green wings hanging limply from her back as if embarrassed to be attached to the redhead. She looked up from her crying fit and fouced upwards. "I-I don't want to be dead. Not that there is anything that is wrong with dying eventually because after all everything has to die but I don't want to die just yet." Saga was speaking in a rushed voice as if she needed to explain everything and from the looks of it she was going to counter act everything she said anyways. It tooka few minutes for her to get herself under control as she tried to put on a serious expression. More so in the hopes that doing this would allow her to become more serious. She didn't feel any better so she carefully took a step forward as she fought back more tears.
She buried her fingers into the soft white of the sundress she was in-at least that was a positive. She liked dresses so maybe this death thing wasn't going to be so bad as long as she could get out of the woods. Then she froze as an idea fluttered across her mind. She was in some woods. "I didn't kill myself! Why would I be in the forest of suicides?!" But then again this place was much too peaceful to be that, and there were no people hanging from the trees either but that would have required common sense for her to figure out and at the moment she wouldn't be able to pour water from a boot with the instructions written on the heel. "Oh god, is it because I didn't go to the Doctor and I must have died in my sleep and that counts as a suicide?" she felt herself get a little bit sick as she started to ponder her predicament and how she was dead but being dead felt a lot like being alive except for having wings and a nice white sun dress.
She buried her fingers into the soft white of the sundress she was in-at least that was a positive. She liked dresses so maybe this death thing wasn't going to be so bad as long as she could get out of the woods. Then she froze as an idea fluttered across her mind. She was in some woods. "I didn't kill myself! Why would I be in the forest of suicides?!" But then again this place was much too peaceful to be that, and there were no people hanging from the trees either but that would have required common sense for her to figure out and at the moment she wouldn't be able to pour water from a boot with the instructions written on the heel. "Oh god, is it because I didn't go to the Doctor and I must have died in my sleep and that counts as a suicide?" she felt herself get a little bit sick as she started to ponder her predicament and how she was dead but being dead felt a lot like being alive except for having wings and a nice white sun dress.
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