Escape

[Hermia's Gold]

Hermia's Gold


Water was like a north breeze on a hot summer day. It snaked down her throat turning desert into oasis. Fresh and clean it was the best nourishment tongue had tasted.
No more foul metal.
She drank until she had to come up panting for oxygen. Who knew the next time she would have luxury of fresh running water. Then she rocked backwards picking right front gingerly off the ground balancing back and leftward. Eyes scanned over the land, drinking in the oasis she had stumbled upon. It had everything she could dream. Grass that grew to the sky. A steady flow of water.
Why does he want to leave here so desperately? All you could need is here.
She tensed at his touch. Nerve endings firing off like fireworks. The urge to recoil and yet the urge to lean into the comforting nature creating a war within. In parallel to her own civil war the warmth of the day was being driven out by harsh winds and dark forbidding clouds. Eyes closed as the cold wind ripped along her still wet coat cooling her body and whisking the sweat away. A shower certainly wouldn’t be out of question. Wash away all the dirt of the road, her old life. Be born again.
A true peace quickly enveloped her. The fear finally cast aside. Over worked muscle still ached but it felt as though it could just be downhill from here.
A mistaken sense of security very likely.
Yet she allowed the false security blanket to wrap around her and lull her to careless indifference. She would have stayed right there, watched him leave and fallen asleep in the rain but the crash of thunder sent her spinning around after him squealing at shock of mother nature’s anger.
“Lead the way lead stallion of Island Resort.”




No more yielding but a dream