11-18-2009, 08:18 PM
[002.] Like the Water
Edeline walked along the riverbank at least two yards behind Gallagher. She hadn't quite figured him out yet. He was so quiet, always looking discontent, so she distanced herself from him a bit and stared at the river's waters as she trudged along.
Lifting her skirts as she walked, to avoid tripping and to try and keep them as clean as she could, she occasionally noticed her boots stick a bit in the wet sand of the bank. And occasionally, she'd step over enough for her foot to settle into the water's edges.
The water in the river was peaceful and gentle. It quietly flowed along as though it was humming its own unique melody. But that water would eventually flow into the sea, where numerous conditions could change that calm nature entirely. A storm could conjure up, turning the sea vicious in a matter of minutes, and its gentleness would change into strength and dangerous power.
Perhaps Gallagher was like those very waters. Perhaps calm and gentle was his true nature and certain conditions turned him rough and angry. Edeline's curiosity at that possible truth moved her to quicken her pace and she rejoined Gallagher's side, smiling compassionately.
"So," she said, sincerely, trying to break him of his scornful look, "what's on your mind? Where are you headed?" She walked quietly as she awaited his answer, earnestly and patiently, unsure of whether or not he would even answer at all.
Last edited by heartages; 11-19-2009 at 02:19 AM..
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