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Post by Phoenix Thalia Sybil on May 10, 2012 23:56:17 GMT -6
PHOENIX THALIA SYBIL
|| Is it the way that you feel against my body? ||
|| Is it the way that you act so damn naughty? ||
I was too warm. My bed had no cool spots. I’d been tossing and turning for hours and sleep seemed to be avoiding me as though I was some god awful creature. Sitting up, I curled my arms around my legs and rested my head on my knees. Oh the annoyance of this. I flopped back down and stretched my legs out in front of me, staring up at the ceiling with a more than bored expression. Amethyst eyes closed once more before snapping open when the pale light of dawn. I sat up once more and let out a snarl as I flipped the sheets and comforter off and rose dressed in nothing more than a camisole and boy shorts. I grabbed my throw blanket and wrapped it tightly around myself before padding silently up towards the upper levels. I paused for a moment and stuck my head into the room where my Pokémon were. Mako was the only one to even react. He lifted his head and yawned, flashing a bit of lightening at me from the inside of his mouth. I shook my head and shut the door once more, moving to head up to the upper world.
Pushing open the secret door, I walked outside, feeling the bite of the wind against my exposed legs as I walked up the hidden staircase and up to the top of the cliffs. My eyes traveled all around me and I let out a contented sigh. No matter that I wasn’t able to sleep; just the sight of this was refreshing and intoxicating. It was like coming to the edge of the world and seeing the stars so bright and shining. I tilted my head up and just drank in the early morning dawn. I almost debated about dropping the blanket and with a lavish sigh, I did just that. The blanket fluttered to the ground and I did a little twirl, arms over my head and a jubilant smile on my face. I twirled and spun for so long that I felt like I was going to fall down when I came to a stop and I laughed softly, enjoying this feeling of freedom, even if it would last only a moment. I already had a feeling that today would be interesting. That today, I’d have more trainers here than I could handle.
It was a sobering thought and I walked back to my blanket and bent, picking it up and rewrapping it around myself. That joyous feeling was suddenly gone, eaten up by my uninvited gloom. Turning my head, I looked at the sleepy little town that I called home. It really was the only place that had ever been home to me and I loved it. Really I did, but there was something eating at me. Looking sideways, I let out a sigh and moved about once more, glancing toward the pounding waves. It echoed the thoughts in my head as they beat around, trying to get me to pay attention to them all at the same time. I quickly threw up a mental barrier and blocked them all out; I just wanted a little piece and quiet for once in my life. That was all I was really asking right now. Just a few moments to myself and I shook my head, knowing that as a gym leader I didn’t have that sort of freedom. I wanted to travel, but I was locked down here. I knew I was just having a moment and I would be fine, sooner rather than later.
The wind howled and the waves crashed. I turned to gaze out at the slowly rising sun. I hadn’t been able to sleep, it evaded me at every turn and thus, I had given up and in the wee hours of the morning, I had ambled outside, wrapped tightly in a throw blanket and bare feet. I was alone for once, without a single Pokémon at my side. I lifted a hand and ran it through my rumpled hair. The wind ripped at my silvered locks and tugged at the blanket and with a sigh, I sat on the cliffs edge, legs hanging down, but pressed firmly against the rocky side, keeping myself balanced as I laid my hands flat against the ground, leaning forward ever so slightly. The salty tang of the sea breeze stung my eyes, but I couldn’t look away. The tang of it on my tongue was intoxicating. I loved this place, I was lucky, so very lucky to live here by the water and run a gym. It was a dream come true, or at least I believed it was. Not many others get the opportunity that I did. Surprisingly, I enjoyed what I did and that was something good, at least in my eyes.
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