captainsoulsociety

Many is frightened of me but few are not. I stare out at the peaceful mountain land wondering what is going on in the world. No human made machine nor change of wind can disturb the peace over these great snowy hills. Many have tried but I watch this land peacefully no one dares to disturb it. I am known as and called many things.

None for the young or faint of heart. Many visitors have come and gone but one thing remains is the place that they come to. A castle of ice with a terrace that stretches out over the mountains. No one knows how it came to be but many have theories. I know how it was formed and who the creator is.

He was my brother; protecting his land he built this so that he can see enemies but not the ones who were close. Together we were born and raised while apart we died. Two of a kind but one remains. I died along with him that night but was cursed to live eternally here.  Haunted by the ways of our past childhood.

Haunted by the place that he formed but knowing that his is looking for me and watching for me. It sets me at ease; letting me marvel at the story that was left behind. Untold; just waiting for the right moment to be told...

I am the Girl in the Moutains