PHOEBE
She hadn't been here in a long time. Too long in fact. Phoebe stood outside the now dilapidated barn that, once upon a time, she had thought would one day be her home. And for the moment, all she did was stare at it, the warm Longheat breeze blowing her hair about her shoulders. The color had already begun to fade. Weeds grew up where well kept grass and hoof-trodden dirt had once been. Dust obscured the windows, making them look frosty. Cobwebs instead of chopped logs filled the fire-stand outside. Pim gently nudged her hand, pulling her from her trance. Gently she patted his nose before stepping forward and opening the door.
Hinges squealed painfully, and inside was near black as pitch, save for the light pouring in from the opened door. Everything of value had already been taken, and what was left was covered with a thick layer of dust. And yet, to her eyes, she could still see the vivid colors, hear the squeal of children's laughter, smell the fire roaring in the cooking pit, feel the arms of a man gone too soon wrap around her from behind.
'Hey Bee, where ya been?'
His voice but a whisper in her mind, but with a distinct timbre and drawl uniquely Emmett's. A shiver ran down her spine, knowing full well he wasn't there. Not even his ghost, which surely Ludo had come for, being a devout Palmer boy. But the question was more haunting than any specter - where had she been? Where was she now? Her body was present but her soul and spirit where elsewhere, far and away, unreachable.
Again, Pim prompted her and she moved forward, feet shuffling on the earthen floor. She stopped in front of a small chest, opening it up and rifling through some old blankets and odds and ends, until a small pouch was found. A few seeds, overlooked and easily forgotten. She only knew they were there because she remembered the day he had placed them there - just some tomato seeds, really easy to grow, a great thing for the kids to practice planting with. She swallowed a lump in her throat, removing only one before returning the rest to the hiding spot. Upon closing the lid she pocketed the small seed for safekeeping with the other two she had collected.
And now what? She turned and looked at the empty barn again, wishing that the echo of boots on the ground was real and not all in her head.
Hinges squealed painfully, and inside was near black as pitch, save for the light pouring in from the opened door. Everything of value had already been taken, and what was left was covered with a thick layer of dust. And yet, to her eyes, she could still see the vivid colors, hear the squeal of children's laughter, smell the fire roaring in the cooking pit, feel the arms of a man gone too soon wrap around her from behind.
'Hey Bee, where ya been?'
His voice but a whisper in her mind, but with a distinct timbre and drawl uniquely Emmett's. A shiver ran down her spine, knowing full well he wasn't there. Not even his ghost, which surely Ludo had come for, being a devout Palmer boy. But the question was more haunting than any specter - where had she been? Where was she now? Her body was present but her soul and spirit where elsewhere, far and away, unreachable.
Again, Pim prompted her and she moved forward, feet shuffling on the earthen floor. She stopped in front of a small chest, opening it up and rifling through some old blankets and odds and ends, until a small pouch was found. A few seeds, overlooked and easily forgotten. She only knew they were there because she remembered the day he had placed them there - just some tomato seeds, really easy to grow, a great thing for the kids to practice planting with. She swallowed a lump in her throat, removing only one before returning the rest to the hiding spot. Upon closing the lid she pocketed the small seed for safekeeping with the other two she had collected.
And now what? She turned and looked at the empty barn again, wishing that the echo of boots on the ground was real and not all in her head.
and then there's me, always waiting for you
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
