Give Me A Break--[open]

[lindsaycarol]

The Whole World Stops...

Back and forth. Back and forth. My fingertips rubbed delicately against each other, twirling a piece of grass between them. I was so distracted today without much work to do. Sure, here in the districts there was always work to be done, but with the games still going on and our cotton harvest plentiful this year, no one was really focusing on work. I hated it. Lounging around like a puppet with broken strings. It made me feel completely useless, and that was just no good. There had to be something that I could do to contribute somewhere! After all, I had a family and friends with needs, right? I thought about going home to help my mother cook since that was the one thing around the house that I could be trusted not to mess up. But as I stared down at the limp little piece of grass twisting easily and helplessly on the pads of my fingers, I felt mesmerized and relaxed. This was, after all, the only time I could see in the near future that I would have to myself. After a moment of hesitation from the more restless side of my brain, I lifted the piece of grass to my lips and whistled a few notes. Smiling to myself, I began to hum my own little tune and stare out at the fields beyond me, no longer thinking about how to organize my work hours. No longer thinking at all. Just enjoying the peace and calm I felt that I was sure wouldn't last very long at all.

[lavender8]

Laurel Jordan

I was walking down the road with my young ward, Amber. I was just thinking that we should call off our little outing when something caught her eye up ahead. She let go of my hand and sprinted off down the road. I ran after her until I became winded, which took a depressingly short time. "Amber, get back here!" I shouted, but she had hopped a low wooden fence into a small field, looking no doubt for some mischief to get into. I sighed and trudged after her, hoping I would get there before she caused any disturbances of the peace. Really, the last thing I needed was for her to get into trouble.

[sirus]

Michael was walking up the road from the market with the bundle of herbs. He had finally got them after being distracted by some charm necklaces. One of which had a wolf howling at the moon. He was very tempted to get it, but unfortunatly he had no money with him. He needed to get home soon, he had been out for about an hour, or mom would go on one of her endless rants again. He was just starting to think about dinner tonight when he saw a girl running across a field with a younger girl shouting behind her. Interested and no longer conserned with the rant, he got off the road and went up a small slope which had a view of the entire field. As he reached the top of the slope he heard a weird soundly melody on the wind.