05-09-2018, 10:46 PM
[align=center][div style=" background-color: transparent; border: 0px solid black; width: 530px; min-height: 9px; font-family:; line-height: 110%; text-align: justify; padding: 20px"]This idea had come to Suiteheart long, long ago. Her friend Benzedrine had suggested it to her all those years ago when she was leaving the city behind. Back then, she had been so bogged down with emotions and negative energy - the same could be said for this moment in time. But back then, he had told her that whenever he felt upset, he would write the words down on a piece of paper, place in into a bottle, and then toss the bottle out to sea, letting the ocean take it forever. So that was her mission.
The large polar bear had done her best to gather up all the empty glass bottles inside the Observatory. Well, she had gathered as much as she could carry. Which, given her current size, was more than enough for the whole Clan. She also held onto pads of paper and pens in various colors. Some bad thoughts were best written in dark blues while other ideas were best inscribed in soft pinks. She couldn't explain it, but it just felt right to her.
Anyhow, the Starstruck Guardian headed for Pebble Coast. As she reached the shore, the sun was beginning to dip into the horizon, coloring the sky in magnificent crimsons. It stirred something within her chest, and she wanted to watch the sunset though she had something more pressing to do first.
Settling down on the beach, the femme penned a little letter (rather difficulty as her paws were so large and the pen was so small). She hid its contents from any prying eyes that might have snuck up on her, but it went something like this: 'I'm terrified my family will never be whole again.' Once it was on paper, the terrible thought felt manageable. She folded the note so that the red ink couldn't be read and then stuffed it into a bottle. Suiteheart twisted a cap onto the container as tightly as she could get it.
And then she tossed it into the water a ways. The hungry waves lapped at it, dragging it further and further out to sea. Dark eyes watched it for a long while, not moving until the bottle was too far gone to be seen. She hoped her message would become like its encasement - a distance threat. She hoped it would never come true.
Taking one last glance at the waves, she turned to write another note.
The large polar bear had done her best to gather up all the empty glass bottles inside the Observatory. Well, she had gathered as much as she could carry. Which, given her current size, was more than enough for the whole Clan. She also held onto pads of paper and pens in various colors. Some bad thoughts were best written in dark blues while other ideas were best inscribed in soft pinks. She couldn't explain it, but it just felt right to her.
Anyhow, the Starstruck Guardian headed for Pebble Coast. As she reached the shore, the sun was beginning to dip into the horizon, coloring the sky in magnificent crimsons. It stirred something within her chest, and she wanted to watch the sunset though she had something more pressing to do first.
Settling down on the beach, the femme penned a little letter (rather difficulty as her paws were so large and the pen was so small). She hid its contents from any prying eyes that might have snuck up on her, but it went something like this: 'I'm terrified my family will never be whole again.' Once it was on paper, the terrible thought felt manageable. She folded the note so that the red ink couldn't be read and then stuffed it into a bottle. Suiteheart twisted a cap onto the container as tightly as she could get it.
And then she tossed it into the water a ways. The hungry waves lapped at it, dragging it further and further out to sea. Dark eyes watched it for a long while, not moving until the bottle was too far gone to be seen. She hoped her message would become like its encasement - a distance threat. She hoped it would never come true.
Taking one last glance at the waves, she turned to write another note.
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[glow=black,10,100]GOT MY DEGREE IN THE GUTTER,[/glow]
[glow=black,1,100]MY HEART BROKEN IN THE DORMS OF THE IVY LEAGUE