01-09-2021, 12:27 PM
DEAR FRIEND as you know, your flowers are withering
your mother's gone insane, your leaves have drifted away.
but the clouds are clearing up
and i've come reveling, burning incandescently,
like a bastard on the burning sea.
your mother's gone insane, your leaves have drifted away.
but the clouds are clearing up
and i've come reveling, burning incandescently,
like a bastard on the burning sea.
Goldie herself had children, and though she could not recall how many, how they were raised, or who she'd had them with, she found herself wanting to know more, desperately. She wanted to know who they were, she wanted to know how she could breach the gap that'd formed again. But the answer was lost, just as her memory, and her head could only focus for so long before being overwhelmed. Perhaps in time, she could now once again, what it was like. The feeling that these individuals were important, brought her indescribable joy was undeniable within her, but for now she was stuck with the reintroductions, the encouraging, the grieving, and everything in between. To have everyone else know who she was, but not know herself, was a strange feeling. She only wished she would not disappoint them, whenever she could figure it all out.
When she finds herself coming across a child she doesn't recognize, she feels a slight relief, in that there were not so many expectations that she'd need to meet, in that she wouldn't disappoint someone who'd known her all their life. And the three-legged tigress would hold perked ears forward as she stepped closer, blinking at the loud child - Midas. Keona would introduce herself, and his response would cause her eyes to widen slightly, tail twitching. "Thas' not very polite," she'd state softly to him, referring to him asking if Keona had a defect. Though the rest of his words seemed fine to the female, so she'd be quiet until he finished. "Hello Midas, 'm Goldenluxury Roux, or Goldie. Is' nice t' meet you." Hopefully they hadn't met before, but she had a feeling they didn't.
When she finds herself coming across a child she doesn't recognize, she feels a slight relief, in that there were not so many expectations that she'd need to meet, in that she wouldn't disappoint someone who'd known her all their life. And the three-legged tigress would hold perked ears forward as she stepped closer, blinking at the loud child - Midas. Keona would introduce herself, and his response would cause her eyes to widen slightly, tail twitching. "Thas' not very polite," she'd state softly to him, referring to him asking if Keona had a defect. Though the rest of his words seemed fine to the female, so she'd be quiet until he finished. "Hello Midas, 'm Goldenluxury Roux, or Goldie. Is' nice t' meet you." Hopefully they hadn't met before, but she had a feeling they didn't.
NOTHING'S EVER LOST FOREVER, IT'S JUST HIDING IN THE RECESS OF YOUR MIND AND WHEN YOU NEED IT, IT WILL COME TO YOU AT NIGHT. I MISS THE YELLOW. I MISS THE YELLING AND THE SHAKEDOWN. I'M NOT COMPLAINING, NO, I GOT A BETTER SET OF KNIVES NOW. I MISS MY DRUMMER, MY DEAD STEPBROTHER, AND THE PIT CROWD. AND CHUCK AND MATTY - IF THEY COULD SEE ME THEY'D BE SO PROUD.