Post by Dantelion on Apr 30, 2016 8:50:05 GMT -5
Ztyka had taken a detour on her way to the registry. She opened the door to a rather plain room with two beds. It seemed no one had claimed it as theirs. She went in and sat down her guitar case opening it. inside was of course her guitar. In the pouches were strings and picks....and taped to the lid was a folded up poster. She took it out with the tape and used that tape to hang it on the wall. The poster draped down. Gravity unfolding it for the most part.
There she stood in the center with her guitar and star shaped earrings. To her left was the lead guitarist. To her right the bassets...and her first love. Behind them on a pedestal was the drummer. The entire life she wanted to forget yet couldn't. She couldn't imagine having never met them.
She closed the guitar case setting it on the dresser. She composed herself and left the room. She had a new life now she had to remember that. She'd continue the fight for peace and freedom...but in her own way.
There she stood in the center with her guitar and star shaped earrings. To her left was the lead guitarist. To her right the bassets...and her first love. Behind them on a pedestal was the drummer. The entire life she wanted to forget yet couldn't. She couldn't imagine having never met them.
She closed the guitar case setting it on the dresser. She composed herself and left the room. She had a new life now she had to remember that. She'd continue the fight for peace and freedom...but in her own way.
