Where It All Begins

Where she lives - where it starts - how she became what she is

Castle,
Stone walls, velvet curtains,
petticoats and large, wooden doors
birds whistling and woman singing

She sits on the balcony,
writing down her thoughts
in the leather bound journal
the red flag above her head

Tower,
The largest tower, the tallest peak
A red flag whipping in the wind
She sees the light, shine off the bright sun
reflecting off the flag's bright red

her leather bound journal
the quill she uses, the ink at her side
she writes her thoughts, her feelings
she lets her dreams out on the white pages

Brown curls, blue eyes
green petticoats
The green necklace he gave her
the heart that holds the love

He,
she met in the market
saw his eyes, his piercing green eyes
Such a small business he works in
Such a small amount it provides

no match for her perfect castle
Her wealthy father and mother
Her parents that do not allow such love
the banning of her real feelings

He looks at her too
She notices
When she's scanning the many fabrics
he glances at her from across the room

What a feeling
What an experience
What a secret to keep
What pressure on her shoulder.

Author's Note

First chapter. How did I do?

Reviews

[Jacques]

i'm so sorry about asking you to review my writing and me not reviewing yours well i'm here to make up for it . Where It All Begins is really good and i think it's a good starting point for the first chapter .

my favourite bit is
she met in the market
saw his eyes, his piercing green eyes
Such a small business he works in
Such a small amount it provides

you did great . keep it up