@fromgallowsandgraves​​

 A daily ride on horseback became one of Eva’s favorite pastimes and she took any chance she could to ride. While Frankenstein grew more overprotective of her, she yearned for any source of freedom she could possess. Horseback riding was one of the few activities she was allowed to do alone since the surrounding forest and fields typically withheld no one else. Still she yearned for the day when she would met someone unfamiliar to her, craving someone new to talk to and connect with.   

  She pulled on the reigns to halt her horse and jumped off so she could guide the horse to a nearby tree. As she looked up to a familiar tree she often secured her horse to, a tall shadowy figure stood under the shady branches. The sight startled her and she released a yelp by the mere shock of not being alone. Frankenstein told her no one came to the abandoned Monastery and the surrounding areas so did he lie? Or for the first time, was he wrong?

  Eva couldn’t help but study the movements of the red haired water dweller closely. Her guardian would tell her it was rude to stare; however he wasn’t around to lecture her. How was one to learn about the world and its many inhabitants if one didn’t look? She called it studying and learning with her eyes. Her intentions weren’t rude but out of mere curiosity and a thirst for knowledge.   

  The other appeared so comfortable and natural in the water and Eva was jealous yet content in knowing one could move in water so effortlessly. Perhaps this stranger could teach her or at least bestow her some insights on how to be one with the water.