On a Breeze
Light filltered through the trees and bounced off the back of my closed eye lids, warming them with their gentle touch. The grass that lay under neath me was cool in comparison to the warmth that was slowly seeping through my entire being. It had been ages since I was able to lay under the trees and just listen to the many noises that reached my ears. The birds singing their favorite melodies, the soft breeze running through the newly formed leaves, a spring bubbling and splashing to the right of me, even the bees gave off their own peacful humming as they weved through the flowers.
I slowly opened my eyes relishing in the feeling of it. I could now see the birds flying through the sky, the baby green leaves swaying gently on their branches, the spring as small droplets of water leap up as if they were trying to reach the sun and the fat little bumble bees as they hovered over the many brightly colored flowers. This is my favorite place especally in the spring. It helps to clear all the stress away and make you feel as if you never had any. It brings you peace that only nature can give you as if you are back in your origanal home or more so where you are meant to be.
Unfortunately this feeling could not last forever and I would have to return to may duties. With a sigh I lifted my self up from the soft ground with much effort and brushed my self off. It would be unsightly if I were to return to the manor covered in grass and pollen. With yet another sigh I slowly made may way back through the forest carfully lifting my long skirt and apron as I walked over the thick logs. It was quit hot after lying in the sun with my uniform on and iwas beging to sweat. Hopefully I will have time to change before the young master returns. He will surley scold me if he has to wait for me to change before making lunch.
What a day it has been. Stuck in this awful contraption for the better part of the day and having to wake up before the sun even decided to show it's face up over he horizen. If it was for a different reason it may have been more enjoyable. I hate meeting potetial brides more than after noon tea with father. I mean yes the woman or i should say young girls are very pretty with their made up faces and overly expencive gowns but non of them ever really leave an impression on me. If I am to marry it shall be someone who can hold an actual conversation and think for themselves.
The contraption also known as a caraige finally came to a stop and released me from it's grasp. As soon as I steped foot out side I streched my hands high in the air letting out a content sigh as my muscles flexed and relaxed. Not really caring about edicate I streeched once more, it was after all only me and my driver. I let my shoulders relax and slump forward slightly as i walked up to my front door. It was a large door made of two thick pieces of solid oak and had intracite carvings running through it. I waited for the driver, as it was his job to open it for me, even though I would prefer much more to open it my self. After securing the horses the driver quickly made his way up the stairs and prominetely triped on nothing in particular. As he got up he apologized profusly with a face as red as the roses on the buses that grow next to the house. " it's quite alright no harm done" I say. Father says I'm to leniant on the workers. A look of releaf washes over the young drivers face as he opens the door. I say my thanks and make my way into the house. The first thing I want to do is climb back into my bed and fall asleep even though it is still so early but there is the matter of reporting to father of how my little vist went.
Hey there! hope you liked it! i know its kinda boring in the begining but it will pick up sortly. I will also try my best to make the chapters longer. This story was not origanally intended for fanfic, but i loved it so much that i just had to get it out there for other people to see it. Im not quite sure how its going to come out but i hope for the best. im also very open to suggestions and any good advise leave a reveiw and let me know what you think(:
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