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Post by LoveforLife on May 6, 2006 14:02:35 GMT -5
The woods around the town were great, but were not close to it. There were too many feilds that the farmers used. So the woods seemed to be pushed back, somewhere between the town and the castle, and even farther were mountains full of trees and animals and grass, though a bit dry from a growing drought. The mountains were not large, more like big hills that carried the spring down to the rivers.
This is where Manon (Pronounced Man-own, with a french accent) could be found. She lived in a small little hut, hidden in the mountains, behind a cave. She wandered the lands, sandals on her feet, her dress was dirty and torn from working out in the hills. Her long golden hair, pulled back out of her face, was also dirty from the air and the conditions of her working. She was a quiet girl, and wasn't used to people, after her father died, her mother left and she was left with a neighbor, not wanting to leave.
She wandered the hills and looked for where she had put the bird traps, she only found about three that had birds in them, so she carried them back to the hut and then began to walk through the hills again. The goats were at home, she had already done her chores, for she was a shepardess, and herded the goats around the hills on most days. But not today, today she was out to enjoy herself, wondering if anything would happen out of the ordinary or whether she would simply play around the hills all day.
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Post by belle on May 6, 2006 15:39:07 GMT -5
Belle walked through the town, looking through different shops. She was enjoying the fresh air and getting to see familiar faces. She stopped and spoke with those she knew. She ventured on into the hills, singing as she went. She saw a figure in the distance. As she got closer, she saw a girl that she'd never seen before. She stopped singing and approached the girl. "Hello. I'm Belle. Who might you be?"
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Post by LoveforLife on May 6, 2006 19:10:56 GMT -5
Manon had seen a woman walking towards her, but she didn't know who she was, all she knew was that she was a stranger, she watched her closely but never moved, her golden hair caressing her face gently.
She was not surprised when the woman spoke to her, but did not answer her. So her name was Belle, so what, who was Belle, she had never heard of her before, she had always spent all of her times in the hills. She just watched Belle, completely silent.
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Post by belle on May 6, 2006 20:02:37 GMT -5
Belle stared at the girl, waiting for a reply. When the girl didn't answer, Belle decided that it was best that she should leave. She thought that maybe the girl thought she was trying to intrude. She spoke again. "Well.... I guess I must be heading home..." Belle slowly turned and walked back towards the village.
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Post by LoveforLife on May 7, 2006 11:50:58 GMT -5
Manon watched Belle leave but still didn't say anything. What did she want anyway? She shrugged and walked further up the hills. Looking around at the wild life around her. (Bleh, really low muse at the moment)
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