Oct 31, 2015
Into the Woods *** Belle/Elsa
Belle had always loved the woods. The paths were as familiar as the lines on her palm. She had explored them with Philippe since she had been a young girl, though her father had done well to warn her of the dangers off the trails. It wasn’t until recently that she had ever gone farther into the woods than the trails allowed.
And she had found out that her father had been quite right about the woods and the path and the dangers beyond. She had the scar to prove it. A scar which kept her hand steady on reins, guiding Philippe along the cleared path. It was twilight, her favorite time for a ride. Just after work, it allowed her to clear her head. With Philippe, she didn’t have to be anything but her quiet self...