Returning after an ending..... - The Castle Under the Swamp

(Just another thought process for me)

Greer walked into the haven wearing her little black dress and headed to her room.  Stripping she entered her bath, where the minotaur or was it satyr she wasn't sure anymore was waiting.

She left the keys, walked away from one who could of had far too much control, and only one of those at a time.  Just like one white Knight at a time so sorry Alex.  She eased into the hot water, choosing the bath scent she liked the best, she was leaning back into the waiting water.  Humming softly to herself, her surprise at the odd intensity of conflicting emotions that were running through her, and this is what she hated.

She wanted to scream, yell, and make them all feel it too.  It had felt good to be able to sing without worrying that she'd overly trap a toreador, because it was obvious Oriella wasn't one.  And Sam would make sure she had a studio, he really didn't like the Toreador's here, and she felt herself starting to slide towards melancholy again.

She finished her bath, combed out her wet hair, entered her room and looked for what she was to wear this eve.  Then picking up her Ipod, to go listen to what new music Nicole had picked up for her, she wandered to the study, not waiting for the ok, she just wanted to be near him, and she sat on the floor beside his chair.

Leaning against the chair, her eyes half closed, she hit play, and sat there.  The music was new, different and edgy.  She listened, letting herself get tangled up in the angst filled music, and it was when they were cold n sticky she realized she'd been crying.  

When no one was looking or caring she had stopped a possible new refrain, and let the tears be a mini release.  Not the one she wanted or even the one she probably needed, but it was the only one she was going to get this eve.