S3E11 - Wild at Heart





Life is a question of nerves, and fibres, and slowly built-up cells in which thought hides itself and passion has its dreams. You may fancy yourself safe and think yourself strong. But a chance tone of colour in a room or a morning sky, a particular perfume that you had once loved and that brings subtle memories with it, a line from a forgotten poem that you had come across again, a cadence from a piece of music that you had ceased to play… I tell you, that it is on things like these that our lives depend.
Part of the appeal of the Brontë siblings is how vastly different their personalities were, though.

Hermit Emily: “I don’t want to deal with the outside world. I prefer living in my wild fantasies.”

Sensible Anne: “Maybe we should try living in the outside world? We could give it a go, I guess?”  

Ambitious Charlotte: “The outside world has to know about our books and our genius!”

Drunken Branwell: *gets drunk” 

DickKory Week Day 5: Flying

 Two posts in one day, I guess you could say I live on the wild side… Here’s my ficlet for day 5! Enjoy!! :D


Kory stared blankly out the window. The sky was growing dark, the wind was blowing, and thunder growled. Kory sighed softly and rested her head on her hand. She was bored and felt as though the day was wasting away.  Just as she began to wrap herself in a blanket, Dick joined her on the couch. Looking at the storm brewing outside, he said, “Looks like we’ll be trapped here for a while”.  “Not necessarily”, Kory replied. “Let’s go for a walk. I love the way it feels before it rains.” Dick looked at her with wide eyes. “But Kory…”, he started. She interrupted with, “No ‘buts’, Dick. It’ll be fun!” And, five minutes later the couple found themselves outside. Kory grabbed Dick’s hand and started running, laughing and smiling as she pulled her boyfriend down the sidewalk. “I can’t believe you talked me into this…”, Dick muttered as he struggled to keep up with his girlfriend’s pull. Kory stopped short and turned around to look at him. She beamed widely at him, her bright green eyes glowing. Dick smiled at her eager expression. Without warning, fat water droplets fell from the sky, drenching the couple. “Uh..Kory? Maybe we should go…”, Dick said, wrapping his arms around her. “No way!”, Kory replied. “We should fly.” Dick looked at her wildly. “Fly?!?! We’re in the middle of a thunderstorm and you wanna fly?!?”, he said incredulously. “Are you nuts?” Kory smiled proudly at him. “I may be nuts, but flying makes me feel free.” Dick huffed and said, “Whatever you say, babe.” Kory squealed excitedly and wrapped her arms around him. “Do you trust me?”, she whispered. “You’re the only one that I trust to do this.”, he replied.  “Good”, she said. And with that, they soared upwards. “This is amazing Kory!”, Dick said. “I’ve never felt this free in my life!” Kory laughed. “See? I told you that you would enjoy it.” Dick laughed. “You wanna know what makes it better?”, he said. “What?”, she replied. “You”, he said. And for the rest of the night they flew, freer than they’ve ever been. 

One day when you wake up, you will find that you have become a forest. You have grown roots and found strength in them that no one thought you had. You have become stronger and more beautiful, full of life giving qualities. You have learned to take all the negativity around you and turn it into oxygen for easy breathing. A host of wild creatures live inside you and you call them stories. A variety of beautiful birds rest inside your mind and you call them memories. You have become an incredible self sustaining thing of epic proportions. And you should be so proud of yourself, of how far you have come from the seeds of who you used to be.
—  Nikita Gill, You Have Become a Forest