Me and Him

Curiosity

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My feet crushes the rugged soil below as I thought about my mother. She did not have to act as such; I know I am suppose to be home by sundown. I’m not dense and I’m perfectly capable of being back on time. Sighing to myself I looked out into the distance and stare the scene before me. Thick long strands of grass sway in the wind moving simultaneously together as one. Tall trees scatter around the scenery; branches brushing against one another, small green leaves falling and scurried away in the wind.

“How beautiful is nature,” I whisper to myself. I continue to walk softly on the soil while the wind brushed through my locks as I go deeper into my backyard. Exploring the familiar sights a memory pricks my mind from so long ago. I and my brother, Marcus, sat underneath a tree in the arms of our parents staring at the clouds above. How did everything change so fast?

Ever since my brother found his true love everything changed. He left home to be with her and help with some of her family problems in her land in the North. I don’t know exactly what it is, but it seems to be severe if he is willing to leave home, or was it the drive of love was the reason he left home. I remember us being younglings the thoughts of leaving home scared him to death; he wanted to be trapped behind those walls as for me I wanted to be free from them.

While I was still trapped behind these walls where society rules and responsibility rule my life, my brother roams free in the hills of the North. I blink my eyes a few times to remove the jealousy that gleamed in my heart. I wish I would find my love and be taken far from the this bitter world which everyone seeks to have. Turning around I see the large architecture of my home. I shudder looking at the tall dark castle I called home; it looked like a palace to some, but it was my prison.

My parents are probably discussing my marriage to Henry Claws, I hear he is a good man of equality and fierce in battle. I do not know anything more but what my servants and hand maidens tell me. They say he’s very handsome and his beauty shines like the sun on a warm summer’s day. They also say that he has more riches and property than my parents and grandparents combined.

I guess his beauty and his riches are suppose too impress me, but it doesn’t. Worldly goods do not impress me; they can wither away and turn and turn into dust, including beauty. Money and riches are the center of my family, which does explain my sudden marriage to Henry of course. Although my family goes to church and says God is their center, it’s not true.  It is more than a lie to cover their dirty, sneaky, unrighteous ways. I was brought up with many of pleasures and worldly belongings. I was spoiled, but I never let the riches go to my head. I think life is more than silver and gold. Although money was the center of my family’s life; and still is, it wasn't and isn't the center of mine.

I remember the time when I was just a youngling, nothing more than five years old, they were not like this. Their love for nature and adventure shown, but now they’re utter contempt for the things they use to love swallow them dry as they lay in their home of riches and goods.

“Oh,” I cry as the wind gently slap against my face, waking me from my deep thoughts about Henry, my soon to be husband and my family. I begin to blink a few times as I notice a large wooden fence entangled with vines and dark green leaves. The fence reached my shoulder, still making me feel tiny at my height of 5’4. I turn to where my home lay; it looked like a distant mountain in the North from where I stood. ‘I must have reached the end of our property,’ I thought to myself.

Turning back I stare into the wild ungroom forest. There was something about this forest that pulled me towards it. My mother always told me when I was a child to never pass this fence. When I ask why, she would always say. "Its just not a place for a proper lady like you."

I can hear her voice right now telling me sternly not to go. But more she told me not too, the more I wanted too. From where I can see it looked like my backyard, but with more trees and longer grass. What could be so dangerous?

"I guess I’ll have to find out," I smile mischievously as the curiosity and the excitement of exploring new ground, and disobeying my mother, heated my blood.

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