12-17-2020, 03:17 AM
With age comes wisdom.
Witness to such, and other methods of deliverance pertaining to message same at core, yet ease had dictated his disregard. Minimal the worth behind years seen passed when unutilised, each a mere vessel, a manner in which to garner the true worth found in experience. For such he may grow humble but assured of his acceptance, his days a trivial thing when contest was staged between time and lived ordeals.
Slight the fondness that seeped forth through uplifted corners, beyond himself the chance to halt such before it began to bloom, a delicate ghost of a smile unnoticed. For only so long such occurred, realisation paired with a tremble, a desire to rid himself of it. It lingered there, however, seemed almost more prominent against soft blue backdrop. Cruel the moniker of boy he handed other with such fluid ease, such in eyes weary beneath jade, though no longer may he be called such. Fool the one to disregard how dogged the vitriol towards Brym had been, even from the days he was a fresh face among their ranks, despised for favour of their king had he received.
"Only speaking the truth." And he was. Still the title of King rankled, seemed embers burning his tongue as it was held and swallowed, but hope was still there. Retained his neutral mindset for now, all the same particular the fleeting warmth in eyes that touched upon visage of bone.
[table][tr][td]Witness to such, and other methods of deliverance pertaining to message same at core, yet ease had dictated his disregard. Minimal the worth behind years seen passed when unutilised, each a mere vessel, a manner in which to garner the true worth found in experience. For such he may grow humble but assured of his acceptance, his days a trivial thing when contest was staged between time and lived ordeals.
Slight the fondness that seeped forth through uplifted corners, beyond himself the chance to halt such before it began to bloom, a delicate ghost of a smile unnoticed. For only so long such occurred, realisation paired with a tremble, a desire to rid himself of it. It lingered there, however, seemed almost more prominent against soft blue backdrop. Cruel the moniker of boy he handed other with such fluid ease, such in eyes weary beneath jade, though no longer may he be called such. Fool the one to disregard how dogged the vitriol towards Brym had been, even from the days he was a fresh face among their ranks, despised for favour of their king had he received.
"Only speaking the truth." And he was. Still the title of King rankled, seemed embers burning his tongue as it was held and swallowed, but hope was still there. Retained his neutral mindset for now, all the same particular the fleeting warmth in eyes that touched upon visage of bone.
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such a daring disguise, look me dead in the eyes and cry when every stare has you gasping for air. won't you tell me why you're here, there's blood in the bag leaking love isn't fair, you can crawl back from where you came because I don't hear you the same
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