My ishtory - part A

She stood still at the window staring far. The candle flame on the table behind her made queer shapes on the damp walls. Suddenly her mind was filled with a thousand thoughts. Very still she stood, as she thought for the first time that he may not return. It made her uneasy. She had fought a long way to get here, given up so much, she was not about to give up now. A cold wind had begun to blow outside. She recalled the day she had first seen him. They had hated each other instantly. Then her world began to change. That was four years ago.

When she broke away from her chain of thought, an hour had passed. No sign of him. A cold sweat had formed on her palms. Her legs had gone numb. She tried to keep her mind blank but it didnt work. She began to think of what she would do if he didn't return. Could she go back home ? To the people she had fought with ? No. She had left that life forever. A sudden gust of wind pushed her back and blew out the candle. It sent a shiver down her spine. Was this symbolic of things to come ? No no.. 'I shouldn't be thinking about this', she thought to herself.

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