#originial

Weretober day 23! I probably should've paid more attention to the next day's prompts since yesterday I drew a kobold and today, well... ^^;

No sight, sound, or thought

Except for in front of me

The arrows had been shot

With false charm I plea

“May our fingers interlace?”

Now there was just we

Sharing each one’s face

Never without the other

Until there was space

There was another.

With traits, they enjoyed far more

And a hearts flutter

Now I can explore. 

I thank you for teachings taught

So I may live more.

We were lines on a dot

That weren’t given or bought

Only those lessons sought

“I am Delilah Bard, she thought, as the ropes cut into her skin. I am a thief and a pirate and a traveler. I have set foot in three different worlds, and lived. I have shed the blood of royals and held magic in my hands. And a ship full of men cannot do what I can.”

a fillyjonk oc, her name is hortensia

her dream was to be a painter, but as a fillyjonk she cares too much about society’s judgement of her so she decided to get married and have a family (even though she hated the idea of living with someone and children in general)