The storm that's on the outside could not match that storm that was in the inside of her. How she looked at the people around her and thought if they only knew,what was going on in me.The all wanted her to be happy and true to each and everyone of them. Night after night she'd long for the time to go to her rooms. Because there she could be her, she didn't have to hide herself or her nature.
Tonight was the same as always. The same dinner with the same dinner partner. The same chatting over tea or coffee. The same mind games that everyone played. The whole time the storm outside made the storm inside of her scream. She knew what and who she was,even if none of the other could see past their own faces.
How she long to be free of them and all their everyday things. What ever happen to be yourself and doing your own thing. As she thought this thought ,the time came for her to take her nightly walk with the head of the house. So as she reach for his hand, she thought how boring. As they headed for the inside gardens being that the storm outside was to crazy.
As they walked he asked her the everyday things like always. She played along and gave him the everyday answers even if her mind was on another place,another time ,and another man's hand. He picked her a white rose like always and said it pales to your beauty. She thought about it and thought how he had changed, form the man she was sold to.
How she long to be free in more ways then one. Yes true most girls would love a tall dark powerful male to hang on to. Who could give them everything money could buy. But not her, she had to be the odd ball out of the bunch. But he had changed over the years.
As the walked in the inside garden,she couldn't help but wonder what happen to the man that played with her out in the storm,who to long late walks in the middle of the night,what happen to the man that got drunk off the moon like her, what happen to the man the shared all kinds of joy and pain that she did.
He stop walking and looked down at her. You seem not like yourself dear ,what is wrong. She stop and said nothing at all is wrong with me, should we keep walking or would you like to return to the house. In a few minutes,but first my dear what is wrong ,I've know you for some time now and you are not yourself. Tell me and I'll not hold it against you,if anything you can be truthful with me always.
She looked up and said very well. You are not you anymore,we do not share the same joys and pains anymore. I was wonder what happen to my close friend,my dear friend. What has become of him. He stopped and look down at her and said have I now, how do you know your not the one that has changed? She said I know because I feel the storm within me, around me and in the others. Each and everyone of us has our own storms within us. Yours have stilled and I know longer feel it,I am wonder if he is truly gone or if he is just sleeping.
He , looked at her and saw that she had spoke the truth, he thought about it then said this to her. I'm still here ,changed but the same,what has changed is not us my dear but the world around us. I have new things going in my life . Because of that I'm no longer free to do my own will. But life is changing all the time and I think you'll see that I am still very much here,as always my dear.
That's all I got to write for now, I'll finish in the next few days.
