03-06-2021, 01:24 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.
The female would make her way in quietly, ears pricked forward. Her macaw sits upon her shoulders, letting out a squawk as it sees the dome surrounded by fish. She shared a sentiment with Danny regarding the marine life that were so easily spotted, and her eyes would travel towards him, a slightly amused look in her eyes. The female made a silent decision to join the canine's sightseeing until the meeting would start. "I like t' watch them too," she'd comment quietly near the other's side, eyes traveling around the moving fishes curiously.
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.