07-28-2018, 09:59 PM
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with grace in your heart and flowers in your hair
So many of the joiners these days seemed to come and go — there was a name, a shuffle of paws, and a “thank you,” before absolute silence followed. That wasn’t the case with everyone, but it happened with a good few, and it was...slightly concerning, if Hazel was being honest. She hoped they were alright.
Then again, Hazel had forced herself into a hole of inactivity for a solid week while trying to shuffle her powers and Titanium’s silence. It was so strange to be alone in her own mind again; she often found herself at the point of discomfort with the static between thoughts. Part of her knew Titanium wasn’t gone for good because the nightmares persisted, which was unsettling within itself. The other part of her felt restless with the lack of distraction. With her free time, Hazel had played her ukulele until her paws were numb and discovered her new power’s method of madness: emotion link. Which sucked, but was unavoidable. At least as long as she was in the Observatory, precious metals and gems couldn’t weasel their way up through the floors.
Hazel was on her way inside from chasing after Arion (a game of tag with a creature bred for racing was a horrid idea, now that she thought about it), out of breath and tired when she spotted Cass. Immediately, she lit up, having not heard from the boy in a while. Initially she had been worried that he would fade into oblivion like so many others, but the sight of him talking to Lyra brought her a spark of happiness.
“Cass!” Hazel purred, trotting over. “Glad to see you up and about — I thought for a second we’d lost you. How’ve you been?”
Then again, Hazel had forced herself into a hole of inactivity for a solid week while trying to shuffle her powers and Titanium’s silence. It was so strange to be alone in her own mind again; she often found herself at the point of discomfort with the static between thoughts. Part of her knew Titanium wasn’t gone for good because the nightmares persisted, which was unsettling within itself. The other part of her felt restless with the lack of distraction. With her free time, Hazel had played her ukulele until her paws were numb and discovered her new power’s method of madness: emotion link. Which sucked, but was unavoidable. At least as long as she was in the Observatory, precious metals and gems couldn’t weasel their way up through the floors.
Hazel was on her way inside from chasing after Arion (a game of tag with a creature bred for racing was a horrid idea, now that she thought about it), out of breath and tired when she spotted Cass. Immediately, she lit up, having not heard from the boy in a while. Initially she had been worried that he would fade into oblivion like so many others, but the sight of him talking to Lyra brought her a spark of happiness.
“Cass!” Hazel purred, trotting over. “Glad to see you up and about — I thought for a second we’d lost you. How’ve you been?”
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WITH EVERY HEARTBEAT I HAVE LEFT
i will defend your every breath; i'll do better