Parting… such harsh sorrow
Lady Braena looked back at the castle she had just exited, sighing softly as she gathered her cloak about her. Sadly confused, and somewhat lost. It had been months since she had been within the castle entrance and it was quite apparently that she had not been missed there.
“So many new faces,” she thought to herselfas she walked slowly along the trails, “So many old faces as well.”
The moonlight bathed her red hair, making it shine and sparkle, giving her an almost glow as she walked away from the castle for what would probably be the final time.
Braena looked back one more time, a tear sliding down her cheek, sighing as she turned away, her last thought, “My reason for visiting the castle didn’t even acknowledge me…”
The moonlight sparkled and shone off her hair as she walked into the forest… perhaps to never be seen again.
