12-20-2020, 10:06 AM
What he was met with just made his eyes stare. His gaze glued to the youth and he just couldn't look away. The colors were mesmerizing, swirling in his already shaky vision and he took in a slow breath as if he could make it all stop. But the colors were so bright and pretty, a voice trying to speak to him through that and he pulled his rounded ears back before forcing them forward to try and understand. The waves of colors were actually an animal and he was trying to speak to him. Saying words that sounded like jumbled up languages all pushed together. He looked like something.... Was being called something but his mind didn't seem to want to retain the information. A slow and pained grimace pulled across his face as he tried to take another step forward toward the bright colors, blood beginning to slowly ooze down his nose. ''They killed her....'' He needed to say it to someone, anyone. Something that would listen to his pain. ''She made me leave and they killed her....'' It felt as if the weight of this confession was too much and he felt his legs buckle before he hit the sand, chin scrapping against grains of sand.
Another voice arose like a siren from the sea and he tired to make himself move. But there was just not enough strength left. There was nothing left save for the sound of his rasping breathing. He was glad...he was glad that whoever these creatures were that they couldn't see him cry. That his tears were masked by the water that still drenched his body. It was all he had left, his pride and he closed his eyes to try and stave off unconsciousness even if the darkened abyss was so close to sweeping over him. ''I'm sorry.....'' To his mother, to them for having to deal with the mess that he was right now. He had only been thinking of going and going and not stopping. And now that he had stopped everything was hitting him. He hated this curse.
[table][tr][td]Another voice arose like a siren from the sea and he tired to make himself move. But there was just not enough strength left. There was nothing left save for the sound of his rasping breathing. He was glad...he was glad that whoever these creatures were that they couldn't see him cry. That his tears were masked by the water that still drenched his body. It was all he had left, his pride and he closed his eyes to try and stave off unconsciousness even if the darkened abyss was so close to sweeping over him. ''I'm sorry.....'' To his mother, to them for having to deal with the mess that he was right now. He had only been thinking of going and going and not stopping. And now that he had stopped everything was hitting him. He hated this curse.
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How, how much to light up my star again and rewire all my thoughts? Oh baby, won't you remind me what I am? And break, break my little cold heart. I'm living someone else's life. Suppressing who I was inside. I don't know if I can be alone again. I don't know if I can sleep alone again.
— Sorbet Monroe Roux