Post by Lillian Ann on Aug 11, 2007 15:45:50 GMT -5
To say that this was a good day,
Well, that would be both a lie and a truth.
You see, the sky had become a debauched kind of gray of colors, though it formed black splotched in some areas, no break in the clouds as far as Lillian could see. The air around her hung hot and heavy. Thoughtfully the girl bites her lip, wiping the sweat from her forehead away with the back of her hand. The day, she knows, will come to an end in but a few hours, as it is already six o' clock in the evening. But a few more hours of training, before it gets to dark as it is dangerous to train in the pure darkness.
Resting her hands on her knees for a moment, she pants, trying to convince her beating heart to slow. The day had been a good one, waking before dawn to go for a run, and then spending the rest of her day studying tactics for duelling. Her diary, black with white sakura flowers on it's cover. rests at the roots of a near-by tree, as she has just finished her second run about the lake. It lays open, pages open to show different tactics and lists of spells, along with her homework for DA.
Today she wears no glamours, black hair merely a few inches long, so that it won't get in the way, and her appearance is much healthier than it had been in the past. She is still thinner than normal, but her body is slowly toning as her workouts become more physically inclined, and a healthy glow is on her cheeks from the many hours spent outside this past week. Dressed in a pair of blue jean shorts and a black tanktop, it almost seems in fact, that life is getting back to normal.. Or as normal as it had ever been.
Rubbing her eyes she moves to sit by the tree, collecting her pencil and diary once more. Biting her bottom lip- it had become a horrible habit, one she knew she was in dire need of stopping- she began to write.
The pen is slipped into the folds of the page and the book closed, and put to her right as she turns her head slightly, trying to look for the source of the noise about her. Seeing none at first she pushes black spectacles up her nose, blinking slighting in confusion.
"Hello?"
Well, that would be both a lie and a truth.
You see, the sky had become a debauched kind of gray of colors, though it formed black splotched in some areas, no break in the clouds as far as Lillian could see. The air around her hung hot and heavy. Thoughtfully the girl bites her lip, wiping the sweat from her forehead away with the back of her hand. The day, she knows, will come to an end in but a few hours, as it is already six o' clock in the evening. But a few more hours of training, before it gets to dark as it is dangerous to train in the pure darkness.
Resting her hands on her knees for a moment, she pants, trying to convince her beating heart to slow. The day had been a good one, waking before dawn to go for a run, and then spending the rest of her day studying tactics for duelling. Her diary, black with white sakura flowers on it's cover. rests at the roots of a near-by tree, as she has just finished her second run about the lake. It lays open, pages open to show different tactics and lists of spells, along with her homework for DA.
Today she wears no glamours, black hair merely a few inches long, so that it won't get in the way, and her appearance is much healthier than it had been in the past. She is still thinner than normal, but her body is slowly toning as her workouts become more physically inclined, and a healthy glow is on her cheeks from the many hours spent outside this past week. Dressed in a pair of blue jean shorts and a black tanktop, it almost seems in fact, that life is getting back to normal.. Or as normal as it had ever been.
Rubbing her eyes she moves to sit by the tree, collecting her pencil and diary once more. Biting her bottom lip- it had become a horrible habit, one she knew she was in dire need of stopping- she began to write.
- Work on your running ( Shayne can still run laps around you. Idiot)
- Using Zephry outside isn't a good idea...
- Physical flexibility is key.
- Breathing exercizes and Endurance next week.
The pen is slipped into the folds of the page and the book closed, and put to her right as she turns her head slightly, trying to look for the source of the noise about her. Seeing none at first she pushes black spectacles up her nose, blinking slighting in confusion.
"Hello?"