tHE wALL






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kitaclifford
kitaclifford "better a bad page then a blank one..."
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This is set back in the 18th century, where social class is very important. You couldn't choose who to love, you were told.

tHE wALL

He sat slumped against the cold brick wall, as did she on the opposite side, covering her face in her delicate hands.

He sat slumped against the cold brick wall, as did she on the opposite side, covering her face in her delicate hands. The space between them felt as far as the universe.

"Nothing can stand in between us,

"Nothing can stand in between us, not even all the stars in the universe", his words rung in her ears.

Why would he promise her something so?

Why would he promise her something so? They never stood a chance.

Why would he promise her something so? They never stood a chance. This was always going to happen;

Why would he promise her something so? They never stood a chance. This was always going to happen; it was just a matter of time.

She turned to face the wall,

She turned to face the wall, willing her eyes to supernaturally view through it,

She turned to face the wall, willing her eyes to supernaturally view through it, to see him.

To be able to look into his bright blue eyes, that away shed hers so softly, comfortingly, to run her hands through his soft dark curls again... Was this really goodbye?

"It's time to go Felicia." Her father's words were cold

"It's time to go Felicia." Her father's words were cold and loveless,

"It's time to go Felicia." Her father's words were cold and loveless, booming with authority.

How she wished to never hear him speak again.

How she wished to never hear him speak again. Panic seized her chest up tight.

She felt utterly torn, why did life have to go from a fairy-tale to a cold dark prison?

She felt utterly torn, why did life have to go from a fairy-tale to a cold dark prison? Why did it have to go from joyous to dreadful as quick as the snap of one's fingers?

So many questions, and yet no answers.

A soft shaky sigh escaped Daniel's lips from the other side of the wall.

She instinctively swung her head to the sound,

She instinctively swung her head to the sound, imagining herself running through the wall as if it were invisible,

She instinctively swung her head to the sound, imagining herself running through the wall as if it were invisible, and wrapping her arms around his strong body,

then running as fast as their legs could carry them,

then running as fast as their legs could carry them, hearing her father's voice grow quieter and quieter by the second,

then running as fast as their legs could carry them, hearing her father's voice grow quieter and quieter by the second, to fade into the distance.

How she longed for him to hold her close,

How she longed for him to hold her close, and to take away all the pain.

She was a prison bird, and the one who held the key to set her free?

That person would never unlock the cage and give her freedom she so desired.

It killed her that she didn't have the power to create her own path in life.

It killed her that she didn't have the power to create her own path in life. She didn't mind making mistakes along the way,

It killed her that she didn't have the power to create her own path in life. She didn't mind making mistakes along the way, she didn't mind bearing the consequences of her own actions.

At least she would have the pen to write her story.

At least she would have the pen to write her story. Not someone else writing it for her.

"Today, Felice!"

"Today, Felice!" Her father boomed again, making her jump.

She hated how his words controlled her body,

She hated how his words controlled her body, even while her mind was fighting its own battle.

She hated how his words controlled her body, even while her mind was fighting its own battle. The following conversation replayed in her mind once more;

"We could run away together; this is our last chance" she spoke softly into Daniel's ear, as he held her against him.

"No, we can't, that's no life for you, I want the best life for you, and it's not with me" he replied solemnly.

"My life is you! You're my world, without you I have no life" she cried.

"You are also my life, but I can't darling, it ain't right, your people would never accept me, especially your Father."

She cried then,

She cried then, letting soft tears fall from her eyes,

She cried then, letting soft tears fall from her eyes, her lips trembling.

She cried then, letting soft tears fall from her eyes, her lips trembling. ‘Your people’,

She cried then, letting soft tears fall from her eyes, her lips trembling. ‘Your people’, those words clung to her mind like poisonous vines around a beautiful tree.

As she let her tears take control,

As she let her tears take control, her mascara started to run and she knew her father would complain about such a ghastly emotional sight,

As she let her tears take control, her mascara started to run and she knew her father would complain about such a ghastly emotional sight, but she didn't care;

As she let her tears take control, her mascara started to run and she knew her father would complain about such a ghastly emotional sight, but she didn't care; she knew crying wasn't a weakness.

She turned to face the wall one last time,

She turned to face the wall one last time, making sure to memorize every brick in place,

She turned to face the wall one last time, making sure to memorize every brick in place, the afternoon sun shining on her fair complexion,

She turned to face the wall one last time, making sure to memorize every brick in place, the afternoon sun shining on her fair complexion, making it glow even more.

The cloudless blue sky,

The cloudless blue sky, the grassy green hill in the distance,

where they shared their first kiss,

the tree on top of the hill,

where Daniel taught her to climb....

those were memories she would never forget

those were memories she would never forget and would never be able to experience again.

those were memories she would never forget and would never be able to experience again. He was in a completely different world to her;

those were memories she would never forget and would never be able to experience again. He was in a completely different world to her; he was so close,

those were memories she would never forget and would never be able to experience again. He was in a completely different world to her; he was so close, yet so far...

she dried her tears and faced the carriage awaiting her,

she dried her tears and faced the carriage awaiting her, with all its elaborate patterns and designs,

she dried her tears and faced the carriage awaiting her, with all its elaborate patterns and designs, and the velvet red curtains

she dried her tears and faced the carriage awaiting her, with all its elaborate patterns and designs, and the velvet red curtains that sheltered her view from the world.

Her father watched her every move,

Her father watched her every move, it was as if he could burn a hole right through her if he continued to stare at her this way.

She immediately looked down,

She immediately looked down, remembering he'd scold her for making eye contact with a man.

She walked toward him, feeling her skin prickle,

She walked toward him, feeling her skin prickle, and forcing herself to keep the rest of her tears down,

She walked toward him, feeling her skin prickle, and forcing herself to keep the rest of her tears down, she would shed them later.

This was just the way of the world, she reminded herself,

what did you think?

that you'd be the exception?

that you're somehow special?

somehow different from the rest?

Shutting the carriage door behind her and letting the curtains fall down into place,

Shutting the carriage door behind her and letting the curtains fall down into place, she shut her eyes tight to help hold herself together,

opening them only to find her Father nod to the driver to move,

opening them only to find her Father nod to the driver to move, not giving her another glance.

She felt her lip quiver then;

She felt her lip quiver then; and couldn't stop herself from taking a peek behind the curtains at the back of the carriage.

Time seemed to go still,

Time seemed to go still, even though it would have only been a split second...

Daniel was standing in the middle of the pathway,

clutching a bunch of wild flowers

that seemed to wilt along with her heart,

as his knees hit the rough gravel

the flowers blew away in the light summer breeze,

their petals scattering in every direction,

taunting her with their freedom...

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