The cool breeze fills the meadow
Filled with wild flowers of all colours
The sun is setting
Blasting different colours through the sky
Purples, pinks and orange.
So quite and calm. .
Birds go quiter.
The stars start to appear. .
Im laying on this beautiful hill staring into the night sky. .
The stars start to multiple and glow brighter.
Castles in the distance start to light there lanterns
Farmers going back to there homes where there loved ones are.
I lay there wondering if he will show. .
Would we go on an adventure?
Or will he be a no show?
My master calls me. .
A sense of dread as I was waiting on someone else
I touch my neck to the cold steel collar
and a tear streams down my face. .
How can he make me feel that way?
He made me forget my problems
My sorrows.
My burdens
Made me happy
His an Inspiration
A hope. .
In a fantasy land
Where I still cant free roam
Trapped as a slave. .
Hoping he would rescue me.
Or just some company.
I haven't seen him in days. .
Im worried
But master calls. .
I cant stay.
