I'm doing a link up called Quote Quests from the blog Splendor Falls on Castle Walls. If you'd like to join, head over to Mel's blog!! And this is mostly my own story but I was thinking of Jonah in the Bible a little ;) Here I sit in the grey mist. It reminds me of how I was once more than a fading cold fog. The mist wraps its wet fingers around my cold body suffocating any remaining happiness I possibly had. One lonely tree spreads its drooping branches over me as if to hug my sorrows away. The leaves touch my cheeks as if saying, "I'm here." But it hides the sun's warmth. The tree does not -can not- comfort me. I look down from my mountain seat onto the city. The people go on as if nothing has happened. Yet my world has turned upside down. Once they shouted my name. Now the whisper it. Rylinn of Egan. Then, they adored me. I was praised. Now they think of me only with contempt or compassion. Both equally appalling. The King love...