Searching for Something More... (Open)
May 15, 2009 19:40:20 GMT -5
Post by nightsilence on May 15, 2009 19:40:20 GMT -5
Kyla wandered the streets of the Seam in a slight daze. She knew she shouldn't let herself be off her guard like this, but she was in a bad mood. The past day's events had been very difficult to cope with, she hadn't eaten anything for over two days, and had been chased off from her usual food sources at least 10 times already today, and it wasn't even past 1:00 yet. If things kept on going like this, she might end up having to beg. 'No,' she thought adamantly, 'I won't beg. Anything but that.' For years now she'd been avoiding the ways of a beggar, and she didn't want to start that now.
She continued walking, keeping her eyes to the ground and trying to ignore the stares that other people were giving her. She was amazed that they still took pleasure in humiliating her. She'd been like this for years now, so why couldn't they just give it a rest. "They should worry about their own lives more," she muttered to herself. "Maybe then they'd realize that I'm just the next step down from them, and that step is easy to fall down."
At last Kyla came upon a place that looked promising, it was a house near the edge on the Seam, which led for an easy escape route to the woods if necessary, and the smell of freshly baked bread came from inside. Her mouth watered at the very thought of it, and she peeked through the window to spot several loaves of bread on the table. 'They won't miss one of those very much,' she thought, and she walked to the side of the house where she crouched and waited for an opportunity for her to get inside.
She continued walking, keeping her eyes to the ground and trying to ignore the stares that other people were giving her. She was amazed that they still took pleasure in humiliating her. She'd been like this for years now, so why couldn't they just give it a rest. "They should worry about their own lives more," she muttered to herself. "Maybe then they'd realize that I'm just the next step down from them, and that step is easy to fall down."
At last Kyla came upon a place that looked promising, it was a house near the edge on the Seam, which led for an easy escape route to the woods if necessary, and the smell of freshly baked bread came from inside. Her mouth watered at the very thought of it, and she peeked through the window to spot several loaves of bread on the table. 'They won't miss one of those very much,' she thought, and she walked to the side of the house where she crouched and waited for an opportunity for her to get inside.
