There was no place she would rather be. In fact this was the only place she felt totally alive, relaxed and where she truly had friends. May repeated this to herself as she blissfully cantered over the Devon country side. Yet even though she was in her favourite place; Pony Camp where she lived the life she loved, doing the things she loved, she had a strange longing. Just like the one she had before she came to Devon. The longing to be where she had family.
August was sailing,and she was completely happy. Even though she had the wind in her hair and the fresh sea air she was not complete. She didn't quite know what she was missing but she was sure she could not go with out it. August had always been a loner. But maybe this was about to change...
This piece is just the start of a dream I had. There where 12 girls all called names of months. They are all distantly related and they go in search of each other, none of them actually knowing what they are looking for. Each of them has a hobby. These hobbies give them all powers. For instance August can sail, and May can ride. I just did these two because I remember them best.
August was sailing,and she was completely happy. Even though she had the wind in her hair and the fresh sea air she was not complete. She didn't quite know what she was missing but she was sure she could not go with out it. August had always been a loner. But maybe this was about to change...
This piece is just the start of a dream I had. There where 12 girls all called names of months. They are all distantly related and they go in search of each other, none of them actually knowing what they are looking for. Each of them has a hobby. These hobbies give them all powers. For instance August can sail, and May can ride. I just did these two because I remember them best.