My last duchess - original writing. We were running like the wind, our shoes dancing on the green grass, the winds direction changing from time to time as we changed foot. We had to hold on to the front of our long dresses but that just made us e

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My last duchess

“Come on Melanie, try and beat me!” I cried. It was another bright, sunny day. The sunshine was bright enough to tear us apart, but even that wasn’t enough to stop us. Me and my bright, beautiful, innocent girls were leaping with laughter. Our beautiful dresses were each amazingly made to exactly fit and cling to our bodies; to show our exact curves. But were they suitable for a running competition? We didn’t give a world’s thought about that. We were running like the wind, our shoes dancing on the green grass, the wind’s direction changing from time to time as we changed foot. We had to hold on to the front of our long dresses but that just made us even prettier, every time we tripped and managed to just hold on, our face turned towards the betting men who were eagerly waiting  to see who won. They would just nod as wise as an owl and then cheer. I ran as fast as I could, I was usually pretty good at running. Even though being a lady, I fancied quite a few things I wasn’t meant to, but “Oh well!”. Life is life.

The men were standing a few miles in front of me, as far as I could see, I was the first women to reach the area, as soon as they saw me, they started cheering. I gave one of my largest smiles to all of them, especially to my dear one, before quickly looking down and concentrating on running. As I was getting closer and closer to the finishing line, my heart was speeding up, probably telling me to do the same with my legs…I suddenly heard something. I turned around in time to see my white pony being led into the barn. I smiled and crossed the finishing line. Time to get my money. My man had already collected his share (he probably knew I would win anyways), I smiled at this and raised my hand with a questioning look, he grinned back at me and gave me half the money he got. I looked up at him, smiled, and then turned around to see my friends arriving one by one. I suppose you could have heard their breathing from miles away, it was as loud as a lion; Melanie looked up and winked then slowly turned her head around and nodded trying to show something behind me. I turned and was in time to just watch my man slowly walk away around the end corner…

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His face…I couldn’t see it, he was facing away from me. His long, dark, brown hair was all I could actually see. If it wasn’t for the reflected eyes that I could see on the glass, I would actually call the Duke handsome. His blue eyes had a very old look, telling everybody that he was a very experienced man…he slowly looked up and crossed-linked my eyes across the glass, he stared at me for a while, and then shifted his gaze towards the kids playing on the field. I was astounded…it was the first time the duke had ...

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