Post by Felix Baxter on Jan 31, 2022 18:26:18 GMT
the Sound of silence is all that is heard |
If there was one thing that had been instilled in Felix at a young age - ingrained even - it was work ethic. Miss Betsy had always pushed him to do his best, knowing he had to work twice as hard as anyone else. It was that work ethic that brought him to success now. He'd left four years ago with a wealth of knowledge and acquired skills to start his own business. To implement what he had learned and run his own forge. It was not the desire for independence necessarily or the drive to work that pushed him. While all those things were indeed true, there was one overarching motivation that was far more important than any other. Love. Specifically, the love of a woman, Isla Smythe. Her father had not thought him to be a suitable match for his daughter and so he had made a promise that he would return. That he would prove he could take care of her and provide for her. Each day apart had been difficult, having grown so used to her company for the time he spent at Gretna Green. But finally, the day . . . the moment was upon them. After years of work and the pain of separation, he was finally returning to reunite with his love. He paused as he saw the house in the distant, his heart instantly swelling with emotion at the familiarity of it. The peace and solace it had brought him which were all lacking since being on his own. He returned now with the intention to marry Isla and hoped her father would be more agreeable to it. Bracing himself, he flicked the reign of his horse and proceeded forward, heart beating with nervousness, anticipation and pure excitement to see his love again. tagged Isla Smythe |
