Post by gabriel on Oct 31, 2007 5:10:45 GMT -5
Gabriel stood on the shore, his arms folded as the fog dissipated slowly over the lake's surface. It was cold this morning, but the boy knew it would get warm as soon as the sun revealed itself to the Earth through the clouds departing slowly overhead. Gabriel wore only a pair of jeans and an A-shirt, wearing but only saddles, wanting to feel the dew, despite the freezing effect they were giving him, upon his toes. But he removed his A-shirt, tossed it aside, and began to wade into the cold water, shivering lightly. It would warm up to him if he stayed in for a certain amount of time, he knew. It always happened whenever he went swimming in a cold pool.
As he walked in further, the water reached up to his waist. He turned around and looked at the massive castle, deep in thought. It was rather beautiful, nice to live in and comfortable, but all the same ugly and scary. He could easily get lost, and that was something he didn't like going through in a new place such as this. He had gotten lost before when his best friend and he wanted to explore the woods behind Gabriel's house, and it took his parents and the neighborhood two days to find them, shivering and in shock, under a pile of twigs that the boys must've built - however, they didn't remember building it. Gabriel had always wondered how that had happened; if someone had built them a shelter when they had fallen asleep, but they never found any footprints other than their own, and their own parents'.
Gabriel looked back to the shore as he heard footsteps. He knelt so the water would reach up to his shoulders, not in the mood to be admired by a smaller boy, although he knew all other young boys would probably be his age; or a girl. He wasn't simply ready for a girlfriend, he supposed. Speaking calmly, he called out, "Who's there?"
As he walked in further, the water reached up to his waist. He turned around and looked at the massive castle, deep in thought. It was rather beautiful, nice to live in and comfortable, but all the same ugly and scary. He could easily get lost, and that was something he didn't like going through in a new place such as this. He had gotten lost before when his best friend and he wanted to explore the woods behind Gabriel's house, and it took his parents and the neighborhood two days to find them, shivering and in shock, under a pile of twigs that the boys must've built - however, they didn't remember building it. Gabriel had always wondered how that had happened; if someone had built them a shelter when they had fallen asleep, but they never found any footprints other than their own, and their own parents'.
Gabriel looked back to the shore as he heard footsteps. He knelt so the water would reach up to his shoulders, not in the mood to be admired by a smaller boy, although he knew all other young boys would probably be his age; or a girl. He wasn't simply ready for a girlfriend, he supposed. Speaking calmly, he called out, "Who's there?"