freedom

what others say

cannot make you happy

but can brighten or dim your days.

what others do

doesn't change you

but can make you fear and belly aches.

Remember

life is good

if you let it.

allow the things

you enjoy. walk your way

The slight blond girl slowly stirred on the mat at the sound of the horses becoming restless.  The first signs of morning light creeping through the window. Her arms pushed out from her body in a slow stretch as she rolled on to her back.  While she continued stretching she realized there had not been a single hint of a nightmare.  It had been a whole week since she had woken up in terror!

Ollena road into town after settling a few things at her new residence.  The crisp air and faint change in color of the trees around her marking the beginning of Autumn.  The day was young, the sun just rising over the clouds. Adjusting to this new found freedom would take some time she had half a mind to return to her Mother and Father's house although she knew there would be no welcome for her there.

Another man, Streegan, if she recalled his name correctly, took a turn in watching her. Dru did not hate this one as much as those before him...but she still thought she may need to do away with him to keep Bree safe. It no longer mattered about her safety. If she died, then many others would be better for it, even. But if she lived, she could use herself to protect everyone. Put herself between them and danger.

The cold air slammed through her lungs as she ran, and her blood seeped through her fingers as they clamped over the nasty-looking slash on her side…but she hardly noticed this. She had escaped! It was a miracle, and she truly did not recall how she managed such a feat. Nor did she care. She was running through the fields of Bree-land. Running a free woman.

Red really does look simple.