07-06-2020, 09:10 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"]SALEM | The day of the meteor strike remained fuzzy for the youth. He could recall the moment of impact -- the way he suddenly lost sight and the way the water rushed into his ears when the ocean rose in protest. The rest seemed to be broken fragments in his mind.
Soft, dark paws trod over the sand, absent for once, of the vines that typically wrapped around his legs. Dark eyes glinted thoughtfully, watching the waves, vision no longer obscured by the pumpkin that once adorned his head. The boy knew he lost it during the tidal wave. Unfortunate -- he felt oddly naked without it, but the loss would not restrain him.
The kodkod breathed out softly, taking a step closer to the waves. The tidal wave left him battered and shaken but Salem had known rough waves before. The sun sank into his dark fur as he took a seat at the water's edge, letting it wash over his paws. Summer's here.
Soft, dark paws trod over the sand, absent for once, of the vines that typically wrapped around his legs. Dark eyes glinted thoughtfully, watching the waves, vision no longer obscured by the pumpkin that once adorned his head. The boy knew he lost it during the tidal wave. Unfortunate -- he felt oddly naked without it, but the loss would not restrain him.
The kodkod breathed out softly, taking a step closer to the waves. The tidal wave left him battered and shaken but Salem had known rough waves before. The sun sank into his dark fur as he took a seat at the water's edge, letting it wash over his paws. Summer's here.
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[i]I see your true colors shining through[div style="font-size:8pt;line-height:.1.1;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-bottom:5px;margin-top:-2px"]
[ salem | crewmate of the typhoon | information and tags] | penned by lamby [color=#5f354e]]
[ salem | crewmate of the typhoon | information and tags] | penned by lamby [color=#5f354e]]