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[jacob w.c.]

the subtle grace of gravity

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code by spacexual

Recently, the calm home that had belonged to himself, Pincher, and Goldie had become very busy with four new little girls. Jacob adored all of them, obviously, but it was a little exhausting. He wasn't one to get much sleep anyway but it'd been even worse than usual. This morning, he'd gone out for a walk to stretch his legs a bit. Surely he'd feel a little more awake after a little morning walk. About halfway through, though, he told himself that if he just stopped for a minute to rest his legs, he'd be alright. They started to hurt anyway from all the work of walking through the sand. He settled down, letting his tail wrap around his paws. Before he really processed what he was doing, he settled down in the sand and let out a soft sigh. He'd just rest for a moment. Then he'd get up and finish the walk. He would just rest his eyes for a moment and let his legs rest and relax before the walk back. He knew it was a little short today but with how tired he was, he didn't think he could continue forward. However, as he laid out on the beach, the man's eyes drifted to sleep and a quiet snore came from him. While he may have told himself that he would only rest a moment, it was clear that unless he was disturbed, he wouldn't be moving for quite some time and he wouldn't be returning to his walk for even longer. He often had problems standing, or moving at all, right after sleeping but that didn't seem to bother him now. Now he was only concerned with resting on the beach, whose sand felt like a giant, shifting cloud.

the heavy weight of stone