My little world- The Nye RiderA Poem by Stef Outsiders
"My lady, why do you stare at me like that" He asks
My mouth was wide open thinking there must be something wrong maybe with my eyes "How is it your here? how did you get inside my mind?" I demanded to know "My lady, you speak like we have met before" That is because we have but not in this world "I'm sorry" I said feeling bewildered and lost... David stared at me reached for my hand like the David i know "Come, we must get you out of here" He insisted I nodded and let him lead the way... we came to a dead end but no guards were near "What do we do now?" I whispered David took out a piece of metal that had laid in a small leather pouch perched it between his lips and blew. I heard no sound, but a loud screech circling above our heads... "No way" I blurted out the shadow in the sky camouflage brilliantly in the clouds was a creature one almost size of my Fallomine but one that is rare... "Yes, it is a Nye," David smiles A Nye is a large bird but with four legs and a fluffy tail they fly fast, faster than my Fallomine very shy too... "You ride a Nye" I said feeling a little excited Nyes' live in the far east where the mountains are high covered in snow to camouflage there white fur... The Nye gently landed barely made a sound "Quick, hop on to Dina's back" David hurried. And so i did David grabbed hold of the rains that were attached to the Nyes' beak... With one light tug and the Nye flew into the clouds like my fallomine would David had one arm firmly at my waist "I' am A Nye rider, the only one and the last" He said... © 2010 Stef OutsidersAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on December 20, 2010 Last Updated on December 20, 2010 AuthorStef OutsidersUnited KingdomAboutHi everyone I am writer but still have a long way to go, have been writing for four years now, i like to read, love art, photography drawing and designing! I'm 26 years old, have two beautiful ch.. more..Writing
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