Books & Port, meet the Captain ll Imogen!!
Rose sat on the edge of land, her feet dangling up above the water. The sight was so calming, but it was a sight she was not seeing, for her nose was buried in a book. She was lost in a world very far from her own, and just as far from the world she had just taken up residence in. Rose was captivated by the story she was reading, one of a man who fell in love with a woman, but she died before he could tell her. The man was dealing with grief and regret, and she felt the most sympathy for him. It had to be dreadful to go through something like that. The wind blowing her soft blonde hair into her brown eyes brought her out of the world of the unfortunate man, and back into Narnia, where she sat by the crystal clear water. Then she began to appreciate the calming and beautiful sight in front of her. Rose sighed slowly with a smile.
Practice in the Shadows{ Rose and Angela
Rose thrust and then pulled her sword back quickly. She jumped back and thrust again, then parried, and landed softly on her feet. She was bouncing, almost like flying from spot to spot. Rose was attempting to get in a little practice with her sword, she wanted to do it justice as Glenstorm had said. She felt so agile, it was perfect. Rose hopped to another spot and ducked, picturing her opponent had just swung at her head. Although the mere mental image of an opponent was no where near the same as having a real one, she was trying. The problem was she could predict her attackers next move, being he was a part of her subconscious, and in a real battle, she would not know her aggressor’s next jab. Rose calmed down a minute to take a breath, and re-sheathed her sword. She heard a noise not far off behind her and looked around quickly. She hesitated re-drawing the sword, for it could be a friend rather than enemy.
