loneiysong
Pulsar
- Joined
- Apr 13, 2012
Rose had never expected more of her life. She had found her own way in the world. She was not sure how, but it was lucky. The village was not small, but not large either. It hosted two inns. One of which she herself worked at. As a child, she did odd jobs and did mending to robes and other things she could do, but as she grew up, she found normal employ at the inn "Dragon's Breath". Rose was all alone in this world. No friends or family, not even a last name. Rose was not sure who she was or who she came from. She just remembered being alone as a child on the street. Someone must have cared for her at one point, nursed her as a child, held her close. Where were they?
Laying awake in bed at night, she would make up stories of where she came from, but nothing seemed to fit. But she would pretend and ease herself to sleep.
Tonight was the night of one of the villages festivals, and business at the inn was busy. She moved and eased between tables keeping Ales full and the people happy. Her red skirt trailing behind her. The men left her alone, because last man that tried to mess with her, she stabbed their cock and bled them out. Ever since then, no one messed with her. Her black hair was pulled up behind her head, her eyes looked around. One eye was blue and one was green. This was a sign in the village that she was a changeling. A fairy child. Everyone feared her, and left her alone.
Terribly alone.
Laying awake in bed at night, she would make up stories of where she came from, but nothing seemed to fit. But she would pretend and ease herself to sleep.
Tonight was the night of one of the villages festivals, and business at the inn was busy. She moved and eased between tables keeping Ales full and the people happy. Her red skirt trailing behind her. The men left her alone, because last man that tried to mess with her, she stabbed their cock and bled them out. Ever since then, no one messed with her. Her black hair was pulled up behind her head, her eyes looked around. One eye was blue and one was green. This was a sign in the village that she was a changeling. A fairy child. Everyone feared her, and left her alone.
Terribly alone.