This is really short, so I better make this longer, huh? This is my first bookverse, written on computer-rehab on real paper. I like it. Do you like it? Review it please then. I'll continue to not listen to musicals, because they make me depressed sometimes.
It was really cold that horrible morning as the sun that could warm me rose behind the clouds. Drops of dew ran down the leaves of the trees, and fell on my head. I felt the little infant beside me wiggle. When Candle had left me with her daughter, I was sure that it wasn't my child, but as I look at it beside me, nestled into my chest, I am most sure that she is mine. My mother was green, and the first one to be green too. This child had to be mine, because she was green. Maybe her first child would be green as well.
Of course, my mother was an utter idiot. To begin, she locked herself in the tower and practiced magic, as well as breed monkeys. As Nanny got older, I had to care for her, but Elphaba remained in the tower like some maiden waiting for her prince to come. He never came through. Maybe she had met her prince in her days at school or something like that. Besides, I happened to be brought into this world so it was obvious that she was no virginal goddess.
Stopping my thoughts for a moment, I lifted the thick wool blanket that Candle had gotten from the mauntery. She had wrapped the child in this blanket, because she would have no use for it. Taking my mother's cape, I gently swaddled the child in that as well, to make her waterproof. Maybe, I thought, my daughter needs a name. Not after my mother, or Trism. Personally, I was leaning towards naming the girl Nora, after Nor with an 'a' after it to be unique. I thought it was clever.
"Good morning Nora." I said, though I knew she wasn't listening.
The infant's chest rose and fell softly, her little feet kicking in the blanket. She had somehow managed to get her arms out of her blankets, and was using them to protect her face it seemed. It was cute in a way. I picked Nora up, and pressed her to my chest and couldn't help but think of Candle. Nora was still asleep, but if I didn't get moving this morning I wouldn't be able to feed her. It's not like I spend my free time learning how to care for children.
Just as I packed up everything in my bag, child in one hand and a broom in the other, I walked to the top of the hill. The first drops of rain fell. Sure, I was the lamest excuse for a father, but I was going to try my best.
