Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Astra Kelly
(A sort of snippet in the early part of Anne and Gilberts engagement, trying my hand at first person, so R+R and please tell me if I pinned down the characters' well enough. Also not edited beyond spell-check, bad me also my very last fairway into the fan fiction arena, still read once in a while but I just started Uni and not only that but want to continue my own OF. Thanks for reading. Enjoy)
I had said yes, to Gilbert Blyth I love him I am sure of it, but for some reason I am wondering is this too much of a change? To go from playfellows to husband and wife? What will be expected of me as a doctor's wife? I do love Gilbert with all my heart, my soul even!
However, I can't stop wondering will I make a good wife? Will we be good for each other? God knows we both have tempers as well as bucket loads of stubbornness, and passion. Maybe that is what makes us good together….
The sun is starting to rise; I have been sitting outside for hours, well more likely minutes. The air is warm the wind carrying the scent of apple blossoms' and freshly cut grass. The sky streaked purple, orange, pink, and the sun itself a reddish ball of fire. The moon is still up, full and slivery. There is even a few scattered stars, though I could not tell you if I recignized any constellations, I have never been much of a sky watcher despite often having my head in the clouds!
Its strange to see the world waking up, the moon and sun both in the sky for the briefest moment before the moon sets and the sun takes its proper place center of the sky, multiple colors' intermingling before fading to revel blue sky's and white clouds.
After admiring the sky some more, I went inside my home, Green Gables.
I went towards the fruit bowl on the table; I sat down with an armload of artillery for my Attack on a certain exotic fruit. I took the ruby-red fruit of the gods, splicing open the fruit, inside lay several tangy acidic little seeds surrounded by lush red flesh. Funny thing about the fruit I was about to devour, the pomegranates' seeds are the only edible apart of the whole fruit, the flesh burns your throat and stains your lips and fingers, a deep red that's hard to get rid of. The seeds are tiny and have just the right amount of bite.
I have only recently discovered the pomegranate, a gift from my ex Roy, at the time it was a wedding gift for me from him. Strangely, I never did learn why he would wish to give me the ruby fleshed fruit. Sadly looking back on that relationship I realize the only good thing that came from it was my new (at the time) love for the more exotic fruits and foods of the world. Marilia finds it too acidic, Mrs. Lynd considers the pomegranate to be the work of the devil what with its deep red flesh and pitch black seeds.
Would Gil understand my love of pomegranates? I wonder thoughtfully, as I spoon out the black seeds and dump them on a plate.
that is that, RR oh and this and all other stories will not be updated I am honestly way less interested in writing fan fiction anymore, but I do hope you enjoyed!