bella, baby
Posted: Wed Dec 19, 2018 4:37 am
Arabella Morgan
your name is bella. you speak to the trees.
you are a Sister of the Wood;
this is your birthright.
you have no Guardian,
no Blood as you are Blood,
and you know that was important.
you want no one
not a soul feels right
to have your tree
no one to bear the mark
the curse that it is.
you used to have a Guardian
you were entranced
by waves of red hair.
hair kind of like
just before sunrise
but you always preferred midnight.
love, you learned, is not real;
metal chains, collars, sharp pain,
those are real.
pain is real.
but what pain was worse?
your body is a careful creation
a manifestation;
a spirit, a soul, your essence
this body has blonde hair
and it has green eyes
you and it are one.
it is like most people are;
essence and body encompass a vessel
but if it dies, you do not
your real form has roots in dirt
and arms stretched to the sky.
you have two companions;
butterbean and alfred,
squirrel and raccoon.
you wear soil
clothes that you weaved
there are no possessions that mean anything.
you have your powers;
vampire powers seem silly.
you don't understand their families.
you speak to the trees, bella
and the trees speak back.
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