Post by ESMERALDA BLACKWOOD on May 20, 2016 23:12:58 GMT -6
Esmeralda, Meeting, GENEVIEVE BLACKWOOD
lyrics @ Lana Del Rey. notes – words - 690ish
In the Land of Gods and Monsters
I was an Angel
Esmeralda sat with her legs crossed on one of the cushions that were arranged neatly in the large living room of the Blackwood’s estate. The elder sister held her attention on a small book that she tightly gripped in her heads, a sign of concentration as she looked at the book as the need to open and to read her dream journal becoming so strong. Recently, actually, for many months she has been dreaming of a man, which grew ever so strange for Esmeralda as she has told herself many times before that love from another, especially a man, would be next to impossible since the sacrifice she had to make many centuries ago. Although, the man in her dream was different from her late husband, he was kind, daring, and filled with admiration, inside the dream she felt the love between themselves, she could recall the way he looked at her and the way she did to him. Esmeralda never gotten the chance to truly love someone because her first husband was an arranged marriage that turned estranged after he continuously beats her. For the most part, Esmeralda struggled to love again, though inside the dream she found love with ease and within the man she continuously dreams.
Esmeralda rubbed the cover of her dream journal, a small smile crawling onto her lips as she remembered some of the past dreams. Funny thing was, after she awakes from the dream she could recall it exactly how it was and write it down inside, her now, dream journal. Esmeralda has never been the type to neglect signs of any kind, dreams included because they are fixations of the mind and sometimes future thinking. Although, somewhere in her heart Esmeralda doesn’t want to find her love because she doesn’t want to set herself up for more hurt and disappointment because essentially it was all a dream. All she knows, the man was probably just a picture in her imagination, a man she wants to be real because her heart craves for the man she dreams of, but her mind clings to the thought of independence and to refrain from loving anyone other than her family.
Primarily that’s all Esmeralda could think about, which reminded her that she needed to speak with her twin brother about something that has been bothering her for quite some time. Esmeralda left her thoughts of her dream lover and stood from the sofa with her dream journal in head and walked back towards her room to place her journal back onto the shelves of books.
Esmeralda made it into the kitchen until she met up with one of the maids of their home, whom told her good morning and asked whether she needed anything, Esmeralda smiled politely as she responded,” Good morning Mary,” Esmeralda said as she stood at the island of the kitchen, placing her hands on its cool granite surface,” Would you mind making some morning tea? Vanilla Chi, would be good.” Mary nodded as she turned towards the kettle on the stove and brought it over the sink to pour water in it, although for some reason water didn’t spew immediately from it. Mary turned the handle on and off, but still water did not fall, Esme took noticed and sighed,” I told Tate to get someone to fix that, Im sorry Mary, allow me,” Esmeralda’s strength over the water element showed as she willed water to flow from the sink head and into the kettle,” Let me know when it would be enough?” it was a few seconds before Mary signaled for the water to stop,” Thank you Miss Esmeralda,” Esme nodded,” It’s not a problem, I will get Tate to have someone fix that sink, if not I will call someone.” Esmeralda said with a smile before going to sit at the kitchen table, dressed in her blue silky robe and matching house shoes.Living in the Garden
Of Evil