THE SNAKES BEGIN TO LAUGH ☆ o, MEETING 11/07

[Grimm]

Structure imposed upon baseless time, concept created and restrained for purpose deemed necessary. Light the doze child was caught within, broken beneath call familiar, words echoing forth yet changed in fundamental manner even as staged attempt to minimise that shift. Forth drawn thought of ignoring, inclusion among those called not an expectation for he was not included among beckoning statement, further spiralling dour mood even as the thought was disregarded. From beneath collected blankets he withdrew himself, discarded in messy heap, base the joy derived from such simple thing even as the chill worked between fine strands. Unoccupied the den he traversed with thoughtless steps, guided by muscle memory through the shallow shade, numerous the times emerald hued depths blinked into sudden illumination.

Assessed those who had taken their places prior to his arrival, through the blanketing frost travelling until he may occupy the other side of Medusa, against her briefly leaning. Uncaring had he grown of hiding the matter of that he felt, family those present in loose formation as further recognisable faces settled into place, among them the hybrid. Allowed her space, if with some reluctance, upwards shifting vision, looked upon Rhine where he perched atop his dias.

Lost much he spoke, unnecessary the retainment for his own training had yet to begin, the new year grown promising with the prospect though time enough present between the current moment and then to subdue expectations, elsewhere thoughts turning. Had been he more observation possibly caught the manner mimicked symptoms that plagued him alike, accelerated by the minim sustenance Rhine took in, yet preoccupied had Foam grown and he bore no head for such diagnosis. Noticed the pause, however, wary grown the other as his words trailed into taunt silence, expected decent to permit more personal talk of one deemed it necessary not conducted.

Nothing could hurt him. The simple wishful thinking a child unbroken by the cruelty the world hides behind sparse joys, enough a comfort disregarded the oddity of inaction, overburdened his mind by exhaustion that would not allow him peace. Upwards drifted a paw, rubbing at eyes that bad grown heavy during the proceedings, once more thoughts of returning to his blanket covered nest taking center stage.

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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

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