seek the light.

all those days WATCHING FROM THE windows ALL THOSE YEARS outside LOOKING IN written by: maddy

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castlethief:

                              that  long  hair  .      he  knew  that  long  hair  .      why  was  it  long  ?      he  cut  that  hair  .      he   knew   he  cut  that  hair  .      he  neared  the  tree  where  the  hair  was  flowing  from   &   looked  up  into  it  ,    seeing  the   all  too  familiar  girl   who  was  the  owner  of  the  particular  hair  .      he  gulped  before  a  smirk  appeared  on  his  lips  .            ❛    missed  me  too  much  ,    eh  ?    ❜

 that  voice.  her  heart  nearly  stopped  in  her  chest.     too  much  time  had  passed  since  she  had  last  seen  him.     he  hadn’t  been  to  the  palace  in  a  while. peaking  over  the  edge  of  the  branch,  a  shy  smile  pulled  at  her  lips.     swinging  her  legs  over  the  edge,  she  hopped  down  from  the  branch.  as  she  approached  him,  she  wrapped  her  arms  around  him  in  a  hug.  “  no  at  all,  ”  the  words  were  completely  contradictory  to  her  actions.  in  truth,  she  had  missed  him  quite  a  bit.  “ what  about  you?  missed  me  any? ”

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 getting  used  to  having  LONG  HAIR  again  was  not  an  easy  feat.     she  had  grown  accustomed  to  having  her  short  brunette  locks  in  the  years  since  the incident,  as  she  liked  to  call  it.     she  wasn’t  sure  how  or  why  it  had  grown  back  again,  but  here  it  was ( not  as  long  as  it  had  been,  but  still  quite  long ).     nestled  in  her  tree  nook,  she  watched  her  hair  flow  in  the breeze.     it  made  her  think  of  a  certain  dark  haired  thief  who  had  stolen  her  away  from  her  tower  and  given  her  a  new  life.     to  say  the  least,  she  missed  eugene.

@castlethief  //  closed starter.

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scttshlass:

trees   &   apples  were  two  of  her  favorite  things  .      trees  were  fun  to  climb   &   apples  were   delicious  .      when  you  combine  the  two  ,    you  have  merida  freaking  out  .      scotland  had  apple  trees  ,    yes  but  not  near  her  kingdom  .      spending  the  afternoon  up  in  an  apple  tree  was    the  best  afternoon    she  had  in   a  long  time  .      well  ,    beating  ryan  macintosh  at   both   archery   &   riding  was  also  a  good  afternoon  .      she  was  content  up  in  her  apple  tree  among  the  branches   &   hidden  by  the  leaves  .      the  lass  reached  out  to  grab  the  nearest  apple  when  it  fumbled  in  her  grasp   &   gravity  did  the  rest  .                                           ❛    och  ,    sorry  !      that  didn’  hit  ya  ,   did  it  ?    ❜ leaning  over  ,    she  was  extra  careful  not  to  have  the  apple’s  same  fate  ,    &   looked  down  at  a  passerby  .

 while  rapunzel  had  not  been  in  this  town  long,  she  had  found  some  FAVORITE  SPOTS  that  she  preferred  to  visit.     one  was  the  lowest  branches  of  an  old  oak  tree  which  had  a  nice  crevice  to  sit  in.     as  she  sketched  away  to  keep  her  mind  occupied,  an  object  fell  into  her  lap.     she  jolted  slightly  as  a  voice  came  from  ABOVE  her;  she  had  to  grip  onto  the  branch  in  order  not  to  fall  out  of  the  tree.     being  incorporated  back  into  society  had  not  been  easy  and  rapunzel  still  startled  easily.      “ oh!  no,  it  didn’t! would  you  like  it  back? would you like me to toss it back up to you? ”     she  called  up  to  the  young  woman  above  her.     “  how  did  you  get  UP  there? ”     the  question  was  not  sarcastic,  -- oh  no,  it  was  curious. she  was  strong  for  a  girl  her  size,  but  she  would  never  be  able  to  climb  up  that  high.