11-04-2020, 05:31 PM
It seemed they had become a beacon of sorts, the lighthouse within the storm apart set from the world at large, a quiet haven offering respite. Or they had been such, dark the roiling belly that obscured the sky, a monochrome threat that had grown quiet as though awaited the time for further issues beyond the already fallen snow.
He knew forbidden had grown the shore outside of the shallow dive, risk lay there none may categorise or speak of for the struggle was against the bitter chill death wore, a concept a mind so young could only understand so far. Yet such may not halt the wanderlust that ran rampant, amplified with the forced seclusion to allow his sickness to not pass to another or grow worse. At the least he had supervised walks about the camp, cleaned out as best was possible though replaced the shifted snow. It was never enough, a taste of what he wanted.
Away had he slipped, lacking any covering and so ever more apparent the manner he shivered as he traversed the once golden span of shore, now obscured until he might see only white. Broken the field in time, how much Foam may only make an incorrect guess upon, ebony a stark contrast, the flickering hue of lavender flame further tantalising. Closer did he walk, hesitant now for another meant more would gather, a supposed beck and call issued when a stranger found their border, halting without grace.
"Whoa." He had seen such beasts before, Vaas a familiar and welcome face, not to the level of his surrogate father but close enough deemed family in no uncertain terms, different this. Within the snow he was near lost had not he bore jagged lines cutting along his coat in no true pattern, further accented by the weight carried about neck. Upwards did paw travel, mimicked the action he barely caught as the will-O-wisps weaved about the stranger, gesturing to them. "How did you do that, can I do it, do they have names." Words spilled from his lips without care, running together until they could almost not be distinguished, bright the grin he wore, the first since the snow had begun to fall.
[table][tr][td]He knew forbidden had grown the shore outside of the shallow dive, risk lay there none may categorise or speak of for the struggle was against the bitter chill death wore, a concept a mind so young could only understand so far. Yet such may not halt the wanderlust that ran rampant, amplified with the forced seclusion to allow his sickness to not pass to another or grow worse. At the least he had supervised walks about the camp, cleaned out as best was possible though replaced the shifted snow. It was never enough, a taste of what he wanted.
Away had he slipped, lacking any covering and so ever more apparent the manner he shivered as he traversed the once golden span of shore, now obscured until he might see only white. Broken the field in time, how much Foam may only make an incorrect guess upon, ebony a stark contrast, the flickering hue of lavender flame further tantalising. Closer did he walk, hesitant now for another meant more would gather, a supposed beck and call issued when a stranger found their border, halting without grace.
"Whoa." He had seen such beasts before, Vaas a familiar and welcome face, not to the level of his surrogate father but close enough deemed family in no uncertain terms, different this. Within the snow he was near lost had not he bore jagged lines cutting along his coat in no true pattern, further accented by the weight carried about neck. Upwards did paw travel, mimicked the action he barely caught as the will-O-wisps weaved about the stranger, gesturing to them. "How did you do that, can I do it, do they have names." Words spilled from his lips without care, running together until they could almost not be distinguished, bright the grin he wore, the first since the snow had begun to fall.
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I think I’m not quite ready to let you circle the drain. all the things we’ve broken can be puzzled together again, all your sums and your pieces are enough to clean up all the messes you’ve made
code by Wisker