http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OQ-MAUAxs9g -Only the lonely -Roy Orbison.
In time she would get better. Perhaps. She had slipped out o her father's lair,sitting on a ledge that over looked the countryside below.
Beneath her, sheep grazed in meadows, deer and rabbits bounded through the grasses and forests.
But her hunger still had not returned. And while she had picked at the carcass of one of the bighorned sheep that shared the mountain. She didn't enjoy it.
The wind would pick up and rustle her wing sails, stirring the want to return home. But the pain was still fresh. As fresh as the day it happened.
The day she lost her mate. Her other half.
Her kind bonded for life. Now she suffered the loss in silence. finally turning to return to that room she had been given.
Someday she might heal. Someday.
In time she would get better. Perhaps. She had slipped out o her father's lair,sitting on a ledge that over looked the countryside below.
Beneath her, sheep grazed in meadows, deer and rabbits bounded through the grasses and forests.
But her hunger still had not returned. And while she had picked at the carcass of one of the bighorned sheep that shared the mountain. She didn't enjoy it.
The wind would pick up and rustle her wing sails, stirring the want to return home. But the pain was still fresh. As fresh as the day it happened.
The day she lost her mate. Her other half.
Her kind bonded for life. Now she suffered the loss in silence. finally turning to return to that room she had been given.
Someday she might heal. Someday.