I am happy, for today is Friday, and I get to finally focus on writing! 8D
(I Am Arya readers, your update is coming soon, so don't fret dear ones!)
As for THIS fic...
Nasuada has always puzzled me because I can't quite seem to... connect... with her in the same way I do other characters. So, here is my best guess, based on what I would be feeling if I ran as hard as she did ALL THE TIME! Please tell me what you think.
Just so you know, the next chapter will be dedicated to a reviewer, so if you want a chance at the eenie-meanie-minie-moe style selection, click the review button and slap the keyboard "ernhnijoaerg[o0iregiju4houaerohu jkafsd jkl fsadhjertahioew aert8943 qty rhfd". Really. That's all I need. (Although viable content is always nice.)
I'm making spaghetti for dinner tonight!
I suppose that feeling tired and overwhelmed isn't a crime, but wishing I wasn't... well... me, leaves me feeling more than a little contrite. Feeling grateful for my lot in life would be more appropriate, but I can't help but think that one should never be grateful to be a leader of war. Certainly no peasant would be required to think on the fact that a man they once trusted with their lives, and mourned for as dead, has become their worst enemy.
No woman should have to know that a friend has turned to the other side, as Murtagh, the Red Rider, has done. But I am not just any woman. I am Nasuada, the leader of the Varden. I know myself to better it so much that I am an invaluable asset. But for once, I should enjoy the opportunity to shed my concerns and rest…
"Careless"
The ant is a
Curious creature.
It is
Mindless and insignificant,
Living to serve
For the greater good of
Its species.
I look at the ants,
Perfectly content with
Their place in life,
And I wonder
What it feels like
To be so
Indifferent
And happy.
There are those who might note that
I, too, am reasonably content,
Yet truly
I envy the careless ants.
But that is not for them to know.
Replying to Silvertoungeabc...
Or possibly Inkweaverabc...
I know, right? I want to just give him a hug and go "Fly away, ladybug. Fly away home!" *tears*
Replying to DarknessBecomesMe...
Haha lucky for me my lil bro is an Eragon fan as well! (Although he did an impressive eyeroll the other day when I found out about Inheritance and did a prolonged fangirl squeal.)
Replying to Dancing Trees...
So you review every chapter I've pretty much ever written and miss this one? Wow... (Haha you deserve a giant rootbeer-flavored lollipop covered in spray cheese for being my fan!) If you check the reviews on Gregor and the Buzzers, I left a special little note just for you! It will please thee. 3
