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Thomas Cole | View from Mount Holyoke, Northampton, Massachusetts ...

INTRO Born Unknown Trilogy 


EL –  simple words were no where to what it had seemed. The land brought upon the feet before the ones who had held their babies in their arms. With a human glare, no deceit whilst doing so. And yet it was ever so rare to have such a sight; a mother even able to look at her baby in it’s pure eyes, one’s that had never experienced pain, one that woe not even that of conscious to comprehend such. Just to know that pain was all it knew, and pain shall it have.

Of course, each mother was draped in the clothes of their own, one that had prickled their hands, drawing blood from their pale pink fingers. It seemed even the father’s, whose were tall and broad, had sins to carry upon those shoulders that had held the weight of their newborn child. Their eyes filled with greed turned to pain, blinded with love, and yet evil had laid between that layer of guilt. It was innocence to blind others.

The town, the castle, the Kingdom. The outskirts of the Kingdom, which did shine. The shining of brightness was ever to make up what held up, the sinister. The wicked, the greedy. Ones that were underground, and yet if they are underground, the ground itself has yet to fall. Right outside of that Kingdom is gallops away, a small village, connected to that were farms between the two hills and rivers. It was yet a happy place, a happy place that was ever so desired by others.

Anyone could hear the rivers raging, but peaceful all woe once. The air even had a sound – it chimed against everything the small houses had to offer. Though the land may be deceit, these people were ever but. They poor folk, willing to live a life away from their own. A girl, with hair long and steed brown – skin soft and pale, had love for her life. It never granted her with troubles but her own. Her eyes like her hair, soft shades. But the softness went deeper then the shades, they entered the soul.

With a pelt over her shoulders was there wines of their own. Below herself were pigs, with no consideration on how they presented themselves. Hairy and pink, with a snout bigger than her own. It honked, oh yes it did. Until they had slept was, she safe from them.

For this was life, it was all anyone had known.

 

 


author's note: 

 

Hello. I have said I would do this for awhile, so here is my own long awaited intro. I will continue when I feel like it. Anyways toodles. 




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