01-13-2021, 07:33 PM
[div style="margin: auto; max-width: 475px; padding: 5%; min-height: 20px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; line-height: 17px;"]To permit herself a breach within diminutive safety provided by the comfort the known was to invite attention, draw the eye in a manner that ignited a simmering heat deep in churning stomach. For such she must be known, shuck that she held close, the faux ideal of who she was meant to be. Cause that which distanced her from all, never permitted the walled chambers of her heart to open any further than the inconsistent welcome of an invasive presence arriving in a moment of vulnerability, shunned any gathering that may contradict anything. Easy was it, in the beginning there had been no pressure, no desire to break away from habit ingrained.
Gentle the tug, a curiosity that swirling about slow thoughts, settled there like stones upon the embankment of a river. There it may linger with tantalising pressure, almost forgotten herself in the glee of a smile sweeping along her lips.
Natyli knew her as few others did. Difficult to reject the infectious mirth that seemed her eternal company, light in a joviality that belied her insistent drive to seek purpose, her opposite in many ways. Soothing such notion, that she may be known and in turn know another, the familial connection running beneath enough to quell trivial worries. Closer did Eulia step, though caged her tongue by teeth that ground against the tip as instructions were spoken for the few in attendance. Gauging which side gestured to was somewhat difficult, the world reduced to shifting smears of multiple hues mixing into one until distinguishing silhouettes all she may do did not permit her to view the line.
"I don't mind either…" Reasoning fell as she looked to both prior participants, Salem and Michael differing only in size, but even such offered little in way of information to determine who was who, finally drawn towards Nat. Close did she draw, briefly forgotten her inhibitions as she lightly bit at the edge of Natyli's ear, a playful action without any true sting or intent behind.
Gentle the tug, a curiosity that swirling about slow thoughts, settled there like stones upon the embankment of a river. There it may linger with tantalising pressure, almost forgotten herself in the glee of a smile sweeping along her lips.
Natyli knew her as few others did. Difficult to reject the infectious mirth that seemed her eternal company, light in a joviality that belied her insistent drive to seek purpose, her opposite in many ways. Soothing such notion, that she may be known and in turn know another, the familial connection running beneath enough to quell trivial worries. Closer did Eulia step, though caged her tongue by teeth that ground against the tip as instructions were spoken for the few in attendance. Gauging which side gestured to was somewhat difficult, the world reduced to shifting smears of multiple hues mixing into one until distinguishing silhouettes all she may do did not permit her to view the line.
"I don't mind either…" Reasoning fell as she looked to both prior participants, Salem and Michael differing only in size, but even such offered little in way of information to determine who was who, finally drawn towards Nat. Close did she draw, briefly forgotten her inhibitions as she lightly bit at the edge of Natyli's ear, a playful action without any true sting or intent behind.