11-27-2020, 04:56 AM
Firsts.
They gathered together in quick succession, instances of development and learning, time slowly striping them back into a few meagre ones barely encompassed a handful. All the same limited the natural phenomenon that he had come to witness, particular the place and time for many. Arising that morning he had expected nothing more than that which had shaped the prior, dour the atmosphere, weighed beneath expectation as awaited the time for change. What direction one may only guess upon, their captors may grow tired of this and deem them fit for eradication, or their plans may finally reach fruition.
Along the small slither of exposed panes his vision moves, barely registered the slow fall of ivory flakes passing by. Rousing himself in full was not something he wished and so, beneath the heavy comfort, he buried himself, the world at large ignored. Until the call beckoned. Groggy the child as he slowly pulled himself forth once more, lost in a light doze that broke beneath that familiar voice, the exact words slipping from his mind before he may parse them. Trudging his progress through the silent house, the location of the other occupants unknown and he cared not to check each room, if they were present he would allow them privacy.
Harsh the clatter as door swung open and struck the wall, wide the eyes that grazed the covering disturbed by the towering structures, swept up and left bare much of the ground. Frigid still was it with his steps down from the porch, craning upwards to look upon the creations. Above perched figure familiar, a sight he looked upon with confusion and yet proved eager. Mistake taking up one of the prepared snowballs, however, seeping through clenched teeth a low hiss as the temperature registered, the snow falling apart as it landed upon the ground with the release of his hold. Sheepish now Salvia was more prepared with the next, all the same he could do little with it.
A target of molten gold up was lifted the ball and he threw it as best he might. The distance covered was not great, the midsection of the outer wall of the fort struck, quiet his voice was he uttered a gentle sound. "Oh."
[table][tr][td]They gathered together in quick succession, instances of development and learning, time slowly striping them back into a few meagre ones barely encompassed a handful. All the same limited the natural phenomenon that he had come to witness, particular the place and time for many. Arising that morning he had expected nothing more than that which had shaped the prior, dour the atmosphere, weighed beneath expectation as awaited the time for change. What direction one may only guess upon, their captors may grow tired of this and deem them fit for eradication, or their plans may finally reach fruition.
Along the small slither of exposed panes his vision moves, barely registered the slow fall of ivory flakes passing by. Rousing himself in full was not something he wished and so, beneath the heavy comfort, he buried himself, the world at large ignored. Until the call beckoned. Groggy the child as he slowly pulled himself forth once more, lost in a light doze that broke beneath that familiar voice, the exact words slipping from his mind before he may parse them. Trudging his progress through the silent house, the location of the other occupants unknown and he cared not to check each room, if they were present he would allow them privacy.
Harsh the clatter as door swung open and struck the wall, wide the eyes that grazed the covering disturbed by the towering structures, swept up and left bare much of the ground. Frigid still was it with his steps down from the porch, craning upwards to look upon the creations. Above perched figure familiar, a sight he looked upon with confusion and yet proved eager. Mistake taking up one of the prepared snowballs, however, seeping through clenched teeth a low hiss as the temperature registered, the snow falling apart as it landed upon the ground with the release of his hold. Sheepish now Salvia was more prepared with the next, all the same he could do little with it.
A target of molten gold up was lifted the ball and he threw it as best he might. The distance covered was not great, the midsection of the outer wall of the fort struck, quiet his voice was he uttered a gentle sound. "Oh."
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But I wish I could I could show you more of yourself, I wish I could make you somebody else but I left it way too late, are you stuck in your own ways? you only look at me properly now when you're drunk watching movies. where are you? what happened? I want what we had
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