Post by Edith Byron on Nov 20, 2022 15:02:49 GMT -5
[For @alinore ]
Autumn had found its place and pace and it was rapidly spreading its colours all throughout the kingdom. Gunne, who had been incredibly busy with her children because Times had been ill, had finally found some time to slip away from the house to enjoy her favourite season. Although the rain could be depressing sometime, she loved to be curled up by the fireplace when the raindrops were tapping on the window. It calmed her down. Feeling calm was something she wasn't able to feel. So much stuff was going on in her life, but for today, she didn't want to think about it. She was beginning to come at terms with the fact that she would probably never see her niece again.
Although she loved nature, the woman still was a noblewoman and she didn't feel safe just wandering around in a forest. That's why most of her strolls took place in the palace gardens. Even though there were no guards right next to her, she knew she was safe and that there was little chance of anything happening to her. The brunette wore a warm, long coat over her elegant, deel blue dress and she had stuffed her hands into the pockets of the coat. She felt a necklace and realised it was her Morrigan necklace that Berengar had recently found on the ground after she had lost it. The memory of the unpleasant encounter put her in a bad mood so the woman decided to focus on the arrange and brown colours of the garden instead. The trees were ready to let go of their leaves and Gunne realised she had to be more like them. Let go of things that bothered her. But it was difficult and she didn't really know how to do it. She had come here straight away after open court had ended. She needed to clear her mind.
She had almost became used to the silence when it was interrupted by footsteps. Gunne looked up and saw a woman on the other side of a hedge that was almost as tall as she was. She decided to ignore it, but the Goddess punished her for it by making her trip over some loose tiles. The roots of the hedge had pushed them up. The woman let out a little yelp and fell on the ground with a loud tud.
Autumn had found its place and pace and it was rapidly spreading its colours all throughout the kingdom. Gunne, who had been incredibly busy with her children because Times had been ill, had finally found some time to slip away from the house to enjoy her favourite season. Although the rain could be depressing sometime, she loved to be curled up by the fireplace when the raindrops were tapping on the window. It calmed her down. Feeling calm was something she wasn't able to feel. So much stuff was going on in her life, but for today, she didn't want to think about it. She was beginning to come at terms with the fact that she would probably never see her niece again.
Although she loved nature, the woman still was a noblewoman and she didn't feel safe just wandering around in a forest. That's why most of her strolls took place in the palace gardens. Even though there were no guards right next to her, she knew she was safe and that there was little chance of anything happening to her. The brunette wore a warm, long coat over her elegant, deel blue dress and she had stuffed her hands into the pockets of the coat. She felt a necklace and realised it was her Morrigan necklace that Berengar had recently found on the ground after she had lost it. The memory of the unpleasant encounter put her in a bad mood so the woman decided to focus on the arrange and brown colours of the garden instead. The trees were ready to let go of their leaves and Gunne realised she had to be more like them. Let go of things that bothered her. But it was difficult and she didn't really know how to do it. She had come here straight away after open court had ended. She needed to clear her mind.
She had almost became used to the silence when it was interrupted by footsteps. Gunne looked up and saw a woman on the other side of a hedge that was almost as tall as she was. She decided to ignore it, but the Goddess punished her for it by making her trip over some loose tiles. The roots of the hedge had pushed them up. The woman let out a little yelp and fell on the ground with a loud tud.