New Outlook
The queen stood against her balcony, overlooking her city, her domain, her kingdom. A saddening look graced her appealing soft skinned face as she gazed down at all the ruins. Her eyes showed the profound emotions too intense for one so young, yet the lilac orbs carried gentleness.
Stone walls crumbled on the road, debris were scattered from street to street, but the worse was the bodies that still littered the ground.
The war was over.
Now was the time to rebuild and rejoice.
She headed back, turning on the view, knowing that it would look better in the future.
