Candescence By. S. Baber Orig. written Aug 2011
Candescent...She seems a stronger sense of being. The Cloak still among her body, but she carries all of herself with a new assurance. The quickness of pace she travels away with. Behind her is the hypnotic place of Wonderland that she is cutting away with … She hears the voices of temptation calling to her…the voices seem so sweet and loving but she is fine tuned to their deceit and trickery. The very things that added to her Heart Song help create the intricate scars that contain a twinge of pain.
The sweet melodies trying to pull her back..She turns and with the force the cloak whips around her..With the force and feeling of betrayal she plants her foot to the ground with such severity that the ground vibrates back to the Wonderland. Her Pain, her tears, her trust, her LOVE all combined in those vibrations…it strangles the voices of Wonderland to silence… flashes of her thoughts and memories, intimate moments flash through the beings that belong to the voices.
For a brief moment her body slumps from the heartache, but as if a string is attached to her she snaps back to a poignant stance that will not break her. Her sharp brown eyes facing them, they see thru to her, not just the surface, the beauty, but the scars and all that runs thru her veins. They see the Heart Song that they not only had a hand in creating but nearly destroyed. A tear manages to escape…She would like to think that they feel shame for the pain they’ve caused. But that is beyond her for the moment. The Girl In the Cloak has broke free from a portion that kept her imprisoned in self doubt. She turns away from the Wonderland and looks to the Heavens…..
Candescent...She seems a stronger sense of being. The Cloak still among her body, but she carries all of herself with a new assurance. The quickness of pace she travels away with. Behind her is the hypnotic place of Wonderland that she is cutting away with … She hears the voices of temptation calling to her…the voices seem so sweet and loving but she is fine tuned to their deceit and trickery. The very things that added to her Heart Song help create the intricate scars that contain a twinge of pain.
The sweet melodies trying to pull her back..She turns and with the force the cloak whips around her..With the force and feeling of betrayal she plants her foot to the ground with such severity that the ground vibrates back to the Wonderland. Her Pain, her tears, her trust, her LOVE all combined in those vibrations…it strangles the voices of Wonderland to silence… flashes of her thoughts and memories, intimate moments flash through the beings that belong to the voices.
For a brief moment her body slumps from the heartache, but as if a string is attached to her she snaps back to a poignant stance that will not break her. Her sharp brown eyes facing them, they see thru to her, not just the surface, the beauty, but the scars and all that runs thru her veins. They see the Heart Song that they not only had a hand in creating but nearly destroyed. A tear manages to escape…She would like to think that they feel shame for the pain they’ve caused. But that is beyond her for the moment. The Girl In the Cloak has broke free from a portion that kept her imprisoned in self doubt. She turns away from the Wonderland and looks to the Heavens…..
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