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[27 May 2003|09:13pm] |
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Ani DiFranco -- Joyful Girl |
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Rhy'din. It started out as an uxexpected stop on my solo flight, but over the past three days I've come to realize that I will become more of a permanent fixture here. Alone, I shall stay - I fear - but perhaps I will meet someone down a certain path. Rumors here spread like wildfire, I've already heard enough to keep me guessing forever. And though I still have not made 'friends' thus far, I feel as though I know everyone better than they know themselves. Call me a generalizer, but these folk are easy to predict. All fallen from some distant place; they pick themselves up and move on with life in one of many of the guilds or organizations, using such as 'an out' and a place to vent, thrive, succeed and lie. They all move independently in a group and it's like they're trying to suck the life from one another. Even the so-called kind ones has their own hidden intentions. Nobody is as hurt as they say, but chooses to think so because of the vanished sympathy they somehow unearth. It's like a cloud has covered this place -- everything seems so hazy, yet so real here. Anyone can make it here, as long as they have a sad story, a pretty face, and a heart of stone. Hopefully I'll fit right in.
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