these lands so far from a place I once called home, but so familiar. flowers still bloom in the coldest of places and it smells so fresh and pure. I thought this place would be a prison and I attacked the one who took me here. but now as I think. I might be able to call this place a home...
this place was named after something haunting, was that name just a diversion to hide this. its full of life and even the snowflakes twinkle brighter here. it speaks to my northern blood and the frost makes me feel like I'm held in my father's arms again. the one who took me here, did he know or is this all a coincidence? no matter how much I kick and scratch him for stopping me from stealing what I need he still comes back. why does he do that? he still chases after me every time I run away from this place, and every time I think I want to stay here more.
I don't know why I'm feeling this. I've been alone for so long. running, hiding. is it time to stop?
I feel like that little girl again. like I can smile and be happy. it scares me and I don't know what to do about it. if it wasn't for these thoughts making me question everything I would be throwing myself into the snow and playing like I did when I was still covered in fluff. what did that red dragon do to me and how, why am I feeling like this?
so many questions, but at least the flowers smell good.

Char belongs to me

Drawn in stream by carrot (  Velannal ) Thank you